Homeless Man Gives Woman Package, Tells Her To Only Open It When She’s Alone

A cold interrogation room

The interrogation room was cold and unyielding, starkly contrasting to the chaos that had unfolded in the previous hours. The manager sat hunched over the steel table, his wrists bound in cuffs that chafed against his skin. Across from him, the lead detective leaned forward, his gaze sharp and unrelenting. In a separate room, the guard maintained an unnerving silence, refusing to respond to any of the officers’ questions. Time ticked by, the tension palpable.