There was no point in objecting. He was absolutely right. Jack knew I had nothing to do with this besides rushing to the child after the assault, and then flagging his vehicle down for help. But he and his small staff, viewed by other departments as country bumpkins, would have their methods scrutinized more than others. If he wanted to solve this case and see justice done, he’d have to do everything by-the-book.
I followed the officer into an interrogation room that looked nothing like the television renditions. A heavy wooden desk, reminiscent of my elementary school days, sat in the middle of the small office setting. There were empty…
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