Upon her arrival at the police station, Sabrina deftly parked her vehicle, hurried into the main hall and made a beeline for the director’s office.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Her Knuckles rapped impatiently upon the door. Sabrina called out,

“Sir, are you there? It’s Sabrina.”

“Come in, please.”

With that, Sabrina pushed open the door, only to be confronted by an unexpected sight. Her gaze locked onto Tyrone, seated on the sofa across from the director. “Tyrone?” she exclaimed, her astonishment palpable.

Why was Tyrone here?

countenance to meet her

have a

with a nod, Sabrina settled

someone turned himself in. Is that true? Can you

and then directed his gaze toward

The truth shall be unveiled in due

placed his cup on the desk and rose. “I shall visit the interrogation

with a smile, her fingers tightening their grip on the bag’s

of long-awaited justice for

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