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Entering the station

Jennifer and Paul entered the police station together, their contrasting appearances drawing immediate attention. Paul, with his weathered face and tattered clothes, looked out of place amidst the crisp uniforms and polished floors. Jennifer carried the USB drive and mask in her bag, clutching it tightly as if it were her last lifeline. A few officers exchanged skeptical glances, whispering among themselves as Jennifer approached the reception desk, her voice steady but tense.
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