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Submitted to Contest #253
My heart was pounding as I walked through the doors of the police station. The moment I sat down in a stiff, creaking chair, an officer called my name from across the small room. I froze, my eyes glued to the stranger's face. He was unshaven with a mole beside his nose that seemed to take the spotlight from the rest of his harsh features. I stood, my feet like cement bricks on the floor. Forcing myself forward, I kept a close look at my escort. His face was unflinching, everything about him harsh including the smell of black coffee and...
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