Come with us
A senior officer approached, his face hard but respectful. “Lieutenant,” he said firmly, “follow us to the station in your own vehicle. You’re entitled to be present for questioning.” Harper nodded, not hesitating for a moment.
His crew gathered nearby, silent and watchful, while the deputies pushed the captured criminals into waiting cruisers. The yard was calmer now, but Harper’s pulse still thundered. Something told him the night wasn’t finished.
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