CHAPTER 24

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CXXXIX

The Paragon

entered the room.

Eye to eye

with such intense glare,

And the pointing fingers

resumed.

As one last soul

sat on the chair.

CXL

She had seen

this young man before,

During that moment

on the street.

But it's not that clear

anymore.

The memory

seems incomplete.

CXLI

Across the table

she seated,

Determined to

finish this case.

Tensed emotions

around drifted,

As sweat and shiver

filled the space.

CXLII

The saved recording

continued.

The Paragon

felt iciness,

Could this feeling

be certitude?

Of this last,

of missing pieces?

CXLIII

And now

each second is crucial,

And only one word

could end this.

But could this be

an acquittal?

There could only be

two choices.

CXLIV

The Paragon stood

so sturdy,

With last hope

to win this last stand,

And fit

this one last piece tightly.

Now the jigsaw

is almost done.

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