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Chapter 11: WHERE DID YOU LOCK HIM?
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Andrew's entire body ached with pain as he was dragged across the gravel outside the police station. His feet scraped against the sharp edges of broken stones and dry sticks. Every step felt like knives were slicing into his skin. Blood smeared from his toes as he tried to resist, but the two police officers gripping his arms were merciless. Their boots thudded heavily on the pavement while he stumbled between them, too weak to fight back. The weight of betrayal, the shock of Frank’s return, and the haunting image of Cynthia being dragged away burned behind his eyes like fire.

He tried to lift his head but the sunlight was sharp, stabbing into his vision and forcing him to squint. Through blurry eyes, he saw the heavy metal doors of the station swing open as they approached. Inside, the air was thick and dry. The reception area had a dead silence, except for the slow ticking of a dusty wall clock and the sound of a fan rotating above.

Without a word, the officers shoved Andrew into the
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