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Chapter 9: Confrontation

“JESUS CHRIST, LIBERTY!” the man yells, and I recognize him instantly.

My ex-husband, Joe. He’s still in his NYPD uniform—dark blue shirt with patches on the shoulders, black tactical pants, and his badge gleaming on his chest. His belt is weighed down by the usual gear: handcuffs, a flashlight, an...

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