After the impoverished student killed her daughter, I became the executioner

Summary

When a student's false accusation led a local gang to my daughter, they stabbed her twenty-nine times.

When I arrived at the scene, my wife, Lila, collapsed in my arms. "Honey, don't worry," she sobbed. "I'll make sure the killer pays."

She spent our fortune, called in every favor, and got the man arrested.

But a few days later, all eight witnesses recanted their statements. The student, Linden, was released without charges.

Lila stood outside the police station, her eyes red and swollen.

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