HE WAS SCHEDULED TO DIE AT 6 PM, BUT HIS DAUGHTER WHISPERED A SECRET—AND THE JUDGE TURNED PALE

it prepared.

That frightened everyone most of all.

As if he had spent days, months, maybe years waiting for the courage to finally do the right thing.

“Here it is.”

Miguel stared at him with hatred.

“Talk.”

The judge stepped into the execution chamber.

He no longer looked like a man in authority.

He looked like an old man carrying a grave on his back.

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