CAMILLA’S POV
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My blood boils as I stare at the newspaper on my iPad. Anger makes my cheeks red with fury, and I just can’t f*****g understand why the hell that happened. Why couldn’t he just stay in the cells? Where did the security footage go? Were our statements not enough to keep him locked up? My eyes flicker over the headline again, and it only pisses me off more.
Derek Hues was wrongfully charged with assault and is now a free man.
“How the hell?” I mutter to myself as I stare at the screen. None of this makes any sense, because we had evidence. We had solid alibi’s and yet he got out.
My phone rings, and Jared’s name flashes on the screen. I gulp, grabbing my phone to answer.
Be chilled.
Be calm.
Because he isn’t going to be.
“Hello?” I hold the phone to my ear, my elbows
