Leading the suspect inside
As the sheriff’s cruisers pulled into the lot, their flashing lights painted the night in harsh colors. Deputies led the cuffed men inside, their footsteps echoing against concrete walls. Harper parked and sat for a long breath, gripping the wheel, steadying himself. Then he climbed out, his eyes fixed on the station doors. Tonight, the pieces of the puzzle would finally start falling into place.
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