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“The police came, and I fainted.”
I believed her. I don’t know what it was. Maybe her shaking hands, the way the tears kept coming, or just something in my gut after 20 years on the job. But I knew something didn’t add up. But believing her wasn’t enough.
“There are cameras?”
“Everywhere.”
I knew something didn’t add up.
She looked at me with something like hope. “Will they show I didn’t do it?”
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