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?

raised his solemn countenance to

have a seat.

Sabrina settled into the chair beside

turned himself in. Is

a nod and then directed his gaze

currently undergoing interrogation. The truth shall be

shall visit

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

promise of long-awaited justice for

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