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Chapter 8

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Aubrey's pov

"You're free to go."

I jumped on my feet, rubbing my palms to my thighs... I'm free to what? The police guy came in and took off the cuffs from my wrist.

Wait, am I dreaming? Are they actually letting me go?

I walked out of the cell slowly.

It's been almost three hours since I called Drex, was he responsible for my release? If he was, how did he manage?

"This way." The police officer motioned for me to follow him, and i did.

I saw Drexel, sitting on a waiting chair. I guess it was him after all, but how did he do it? How did he manage to get me out of here.

"Drex?" I called his attention.

He looked up immediately, with a sigh of relief, he stood up and hugged me, I hugged him back and whispered. "How?"

He smiled when we broke the hug. "I might not

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