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Jennifer watched from her cell as the station came alive with purpose. Paul sat beside her, a faint smile on his face. “Looks like they finally believe us,” he said as the policemen with bulletproof vests and bleeping Walkie-Talkies stormed past their bars. Jennifer nodded, relief washing over her for the first time that day. But she knew this was only the beginning. They had uncovered the truth, but justice was yet to be served.
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