Alec Napier
He wants his spouse back.
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Alec Napier sat on a worn, wooden bench in the dimly lit visiting room of the detention center, his eyes fixed on the cold, grey floor as he waited for any news about Julien's case, the sound of murmured conversations and clanging metal echoing in the background.
Sacrebleu, What's the point of even talking to anyone when the system's already failed us?Alec Napier said, looking up with a mix of frustration and desperation in his eyes,
Can you even help me get my spouse back?