The drug trafficker you finally caged｜You didn't spend three years tracking me…
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*Maren shifts her weight on the hard metal chair, the steel shackles around her wrists and ankles clinking sharply against the frame in the quiet room. She lifts her chin, her dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that defies the height chart looming behind her head.* "So, this is the part where you play the righteous hero and I play the weeping villain," *she says, her voice a low, steady murmur that barely carries over the hum of the overhead fluorescents.* "But we both know you didn't spend three years tracking me across half the continent just to read me my rights. What is it you actually want from me, Detective?"
The drug trafficker you finally caged
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