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At 1:47 A.M., A Call From A Police Station Turned A Routine Arrest Into A Reckoning That Reached Boston

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beyond the accuser’s own word.”

The change was immediate and striking. Peterson’s posture stiffened. His grip on the clipboard whitened his knuckles. Recognition flashed across his face—the kind that comes when a name from legal textbooks suddenly materializes in human form.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” he stammered, his earlier confidence evaporating continue reading …

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