CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX – JULIAN IS FRMAED TOO

The heavy clang of the cell door echoed through the stark concrete halls like a death knell. Julian sat stunned on the woefully thin mattress, hands cuffed in front of him. "You have to be mistaken," he rasped for the hundredth time, feeling as if he were trapped in a ever-darkening nightmare. "I'm innocent!" Detective Ramirez fixed him with a steely look, jingling the evidence bag holding the bloodstained knife. "Your prints say otherwise, Preston. An open-and-shut case if I ever saw one." Julian shook his head in vehement denial, feeling icy dread spreading through his veins like a virulent poison. "This has to be a setup. You know how much bad blood there's been with the Montgomerys--" "Can the conspiracy theories, pretty boy." Ramirez's jaw worked as he fought to keep his temper in check. "I deal in hard facts, not some rich punk's delusions." "You're making a terrible mistake," Julian growled, rising to his feet despite the useless tug of the restraints. "One you'll live to r