Back at the Station
Jake arrived at the station with a lump in his throat. A uniformed officer led him down a quiet hallway to a dimly lit interview room.
The air was heavy, the fluorescent lights casting shadows across the steel table. Detective Harris waited inside, a thick folder resting in front of him.
“Have a seat,” he said. Jake obeyed, unable to take his eyes off the folder—wondering what revelations it held.
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