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The murmurs in the courtroom hushed to a tense silence.
The air crackled with electricity, as if the very walls were leaning in to hear his words.
Tyler took a deep breath, his heart racing like a drumbeat in his chest.
He felt like a marionette, strings pulled taut, ready to reveal the hidden truths that lay beneath the surface.
“I was hired,” he continued, his voice gaining strength, “by a rival political party to assassinate Charlie Kirk.
