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    Shari addressed Linsey, her voice barely a whisper. “You need to go. Don’t worry about me—I’ll reach you.”


    But Linsey didn’t budge. With a firm hand, she lowered Shari’s trembling arm and said with quiet certainty, “You’re not alone. I’m not leaving here without you.”


    The details between Shari and Harold remained unclear to Linsey, but her instincts wouldn’t let her walk away from this.


    Before Shari could protest, Linsey turned to face Harold again.


    “You’d better listen,” Linsey said coldly, gesturing casually toward the surveince camera mounted in the corner. “That camera’s rolling. And plenty of people here would dly call the cops. Keep pushing, and you’ll be in handcuffs before you know it.”


    A mockingugh escaped Harold as he waved off the threat. “Go ahead. Call them. See if I care.”


    Harold didn’t fear the police. In his mind, a few days behind bars was nothing more than an inconvenience. Once he got out, he would make this woman pay dearly for crossing him.


    Linsey’s face remained unchanged, not a flicker of emotion crossing her features. She stared at Harold with the cold, steady gaze of someone who already saw him as a man marked for death.


    “For someone like you, jail is too easy,” she said tly, eyeing him up and down. “Honestly, with the way you’re carrying on, I could hand over this footage to a psych ward and have you locked up under observation.”


    That single statement sent a jolt through the bystanders. Calling the police had been the obvious response. No one had even considered the idea of psychiatricmitment.


    At first, some doubted her. Maybe she was bluffing—just trying to scare him off.


    Still calm, Linsey lifted one brow and continued, “You were shouting like a lunatic, iling around like you’d lost it. That’s enough for a psych eval. Once they get that report, they won’t let you walk out so easily.”


    The moment her words hit him, Harold’s expression turned stormy, and rage surged through him without warning. “You crazy bitch! You think you can spew garbage like that and get away with it?!”


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    Unfazed, Linsey replied smoothly, not a hint of fear in her tone, “Who’s spewing garbage? I’m dead serious. Getting out of a psych ward isn’t like making bail, Harold—it’s a lot harder when they say you’re unstable.”


    That hit a nerve. The sting from her earlier blow, when she had struck him with the mop, still throbbed on his cheek, fueling his humiliation.


    And now, she was standing there, calm as ever, calling him unhinged and threatening to have himmitted?


    “You damn woman!” he snapped, his voice trembling with fury. “You think this is a game? I’ll make sure you regret ever getting in my way!”


    No warning, no hesitation—Harold charged at Linsey like a bull, hands outstretched, aiming to beat her up.


    Terrified screams erupted from the crowd as panic spread through the onlookers.


    They could already envision the brutal scene about to unfold, watching this brave woman face certain defeat at Harold’s hands.


    Earlier, Linsey had only managed tond her first strike because Harold hadn’t expected the sudden attack with the mop.


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