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2025-03-23 11:47:43I was worried and sat up straight, ready for anything. The cold air made me feel tense. My breathing got faster, as if I was afraid of the questions.
The two detectives sat in front of me, staring intently at my face, and I looked back at them, feeling nervous.
One of the detectives took out a photo from the CCTV footage.It showed me getting out of a black car during the mass shooting in front of my office a few days ago.
I felt my breath catch and I swallowed deeply.
“We saw you on the CCTV during the mass shooting in front of your office,” he pointed at my face in the picture. ”Your car was right in front of the victim's car, and it looks like you were in the car for quite a while.” He looked at me, his eyes narrowed. “What were you doing in the car?”
I sighed. “I was meeting a friend. He said he was going to pass by my workplace. So I met him in his car.” I said, trying not to be nervous.
The two detectives hadn't said anything yet. They
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