(I'm in my office, working on your case still, not giving up. I'm stumped, putting the files down, i run my hands through my hair, sighing, closing my eyes, praying to God that you'll come home, safe again. I'm interupted when a close officer friend of mine knocks on the door.) (i open my eyes and clear my throat) Come in. (When the door opens, i hear a familiar voice from outside, coming from the lobby.)
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