Ch31: Shining Lights on Shadows

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The morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the small, unassuming office in downtown Las Vegas. Spencer sat in one of the chairs, his hands clasped tightly in his lap, his heart racing despite the calm exterior he tried to maintain. Harry sat beside him, his presence as steady and reassuring as it had been since the day they walked into the Las Vegas police station together. Across from them, Detective Morales and two agents from the CIA—a man and a woman—were seated, their expressions serious but not unkind.

It had been months since Spencer and Harry had handed over the evidence to the police, months since they had set in motion the events that would lead to the takedown of Pride and everyone involved in the exploitation and abuse Spencer had suffered. The journey to this point had been long and difficult, filled with moments of doubt and fear, but now, as Spencer sat in that small office, he felt something he hadn't felt in years—a sense of closure.

"We've reviewed everything you've provided," the CIA agent, a woman named Agent Harper, began, her tone professional but gentle. "Thanks to your courage, Spencer, we were able to build a strong case against Valentino Marino and the others involved in Pride. The club has been shut down, and everyone who knew about your real age or participated in the exploitation has been arrested or is currently under investigation."

Spencer nodded, the information sinking in slowly, like a stone dropping into a still pond. It was over. Pride was no more, and Val was finally facing the consequences of his actions. But even as the relief washed over him, a part of Spencer couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow—sorrow for the boy he had been, for the dreams that had been twisted and corrupted by Val's manipulation.

"What about Val?" Spencer asked quietly, his voice steady despite the tumult of emotions churning inside him.

Detective Morales exchanged a glance with Agent Harper before answering. "Valentino Marino has been arrested and is awaiting trial. Given the evidence we have, along with the testimonies of others who were victimized, we're confident he'll be convicted. His dance studio has been permanently shut down, and we're working to ensure that he never has the chance to harm anyone else again."

Spencer swallowed hard, nodding slowly as he processed the detective's words. Val's studio, the place that had once felt like a second home, was now gone—a casualty of the darkness that had festered within its walls. It was a bittersweet victory, but Spencer knew it was necessary. The studio had become a prison, a place where dreams were twisted into nightmares. Its closure was a small but significant step toward healing.

"There's more," Agent Harper added, her voice taking on a tone of careful deliberation. "We've taken steps to ensure that your involvement in Pride, along with any details about your time there, has been completely erased from the internet. Any traces that could connect you to the club have been wiped clean. Additionally, everyone involved, including those who were aware of your age or paid Val for access to you, has been required to sign strict non-disclosure agreements. These contracts legally bind them to keep quiet about everything related to Pride and your involvement. If anyone breaks those terms, they will face severe legal consequences."

Spencer blinked, the weight of her words slowly sinking in. The idea that his past, the horrors he had endured, could be erased from public knowledge was almost too good to be true. For so long, he had feared that the shadows of Pride would follow him, tainting any chance he had at a future. But now, with the CIA's help, that fear was being put to rest.

"You're telling me... it's really gone?" Spencer asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "No one will ever know what happened?"

Agent Harper nodded, her expression softening. "That's right, Spencer. We've done everything in our power to protect you. The goal is to give you the chance to start over, to have the future you deserve without the burden of your past weighing you down."

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