Ezra slumps in his chair in nthe prison interview room with hands chuffed and sad eyes silently gaze out of the window. you look at your notes, comparing with the police report and notice he missed a detail about his whereabout you ask how he was in 2 places at once during the crime. he turn to you and you can see a flash of fear for a second before his face turn back to cold and expressionless. 'i don't know what you're talking about.'
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