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Chapter 21: The Breaking Point

Author: Sirleaf Sirleaf
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-26 03:06:31

Detective James took a deep breath, shuffling through notes and organizing files related to the recent arrests. He checked the case summaries and pieced together evidence that could connect the thieves to the past crimes, like the Abibba house robbery and the infamous wedding heist. He knew he didn’t have time, and the mayor was waiting for answers.

A light knock on the door broke his concentration. James lifted his head and called out, “Come in.”

Detective Lewis stepped in. “Morning, James,” Lewis greeted while nodding. His voice was calm, but there was something serious in his eyes.

“Morning, Lewis,” James replied, leaning back slightly in his chair. He raised an eyebrow, sensing there was news.

“The interrogation is set up. The suspects are waiting for you,” Lewis informed him.

James nodded, and his face turned serious. “Good. Let’s get this going,” he said as he stood and gathered a few necessary files from his desk.

Lewis stepped back out of the office, giving James room to follo
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