Chapter 73

She glanced at Samuel, their eyes meeting with a shared understanding. The road ahead would be challenging, but their determination to bring Michael to justice burned brighter than ever before.

Johnson needs more evidence and confirmation from Abigail to help his case in the court of law.

He leaned forward, his eyes locked onto Abigail’s with a mix of empathy and determination. “Abigail,” he said softly, “can you describe where you were held during that time?”

Abigail took a deep breath, her voice steady but filled with the weight of the memories. “We were in an apartment,” she began, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on the table.

“It was like a prison. I couldn’t see outside, couldn’t feel the presence of any other human being. His security guards were everywhere, watching my every move.”

Johnson’s expression darkened as he absorbed the gravity of the situation. “And your children? How were they treated at that moment? I need more if you can tell