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She squinted up at the cuffs. Her head would not stop throbbing, the skin beneath her arms aching like she had rubbed it raw with a scrubber. The brass knuckles from Jin pulsed in her pocket, almost taunting her.
The cuffs were just wider than her wrists, leaving a gap where she could only fit two fingertips. She pressed her thumb tight and flush against her index finger, tugging downward with more force. Nothing.
— Feb 01, 2026 11:05AM
The cuffs were just wider than her wrists, leaving a gap where she could only fit two fingertips. She pressed her thumb tight and flush against her index finger, tugging downward with more force. Nothing.
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"Right this way," the butler said, leading her into the house. Willard's foyer was lavish, but decorated in a sparse way, as if he'd suddenly been thrust into wealth and didn't quite know what to do with it. His wife stood in the back of the room and waved as Arthie passed, her cheeks rosy and her eyes kind. They stopped at a door with a sign that read WILLARD OTIS, INSPECTOR.
— Jan 31, 2026 10:56AM
