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“What is it?”

“May I take my one phone call now, please, before I return to my cell? It’s urgent.”

The guard took me to the phone, and I dialed the number I’d memorized almost a year ago.

“Governor Roffe’s office, how may I assist?”

“Roseanne, this is an important call for the governor,” I said, shifting so the guard couldn’t read my lips.

“The governor is very busy at the moment, but if you leave your name and tell me what this is about, I can schedule a time and date the governor can call you back.”

“No, Roseanne, I need you to listen carefully. The governor’s upcoming election may depend on this. Please let Governor Roffe know his son is on the line.”

“Governor Roffe doesn’t have a son.”

“You tell him Celeste’s son, and I’m sure he’ll understand.”

This was by no means how I’d wanted to confront him. I’d intended to put a bullet through my biological father’s skull, but he might mean more to me alive than dead.

For now.


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