“Daughtery attacked you in revenge for...” the Chairman prompted.

Arrin was in the process of devising a believable lie when Pastor Willis rescued him, sort of. “The murders of Sterling and Daughtery are not the reason we’re here today. Shall we stay on track?”

“Yes. Good point, Willis.” The Chairman fastened his weak eyes on Arrin again. “You killed your twin brother over drugs and money. What degree of punishment do you think such a vile crime merits?”

Arrin tightened his fists, his fingernails digging into his palms. “I didn’t kill him over drugs and money! Weren’t you listening? He was trying to kill me over drugs and money.”

“So you say,” the female Council member with the musical voice said. &ldquo...

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