“He did it! I know he did it!” The woman strained to break free from the officer’s grip.
“I didn’t do it!” The young
man pleaded with the officer who was cuffing his wrists. “I swear!”
“Alright, let’s go.” The
officer locked the young man in the cell and walked back to the main room.
“So, what do we have?” The police chief asked.
“Well, Mrs. Harris reported her locket missing and claims Al did it.” The officer read from his notes.
The chief sat on the edge of his desk and folded his arms across
his chest. “Well, did he do it?”
“He says he didn’t.”
“Did you find the locket?”
The chief blinked but didn’t move otherwise.
“No.”
“Were there any witnesses?”
The chief stared relentlessly.
“No.”
“Is there any evidence that he did it?” The chief shifted slightly.
“No.”
“Then take Mrs. Harris statement and put Al in interview room
1. I’ll have a little talk with him.” The chief stood without unfolding his arms.
“Yes, chief.” The officer
hurried off.
***To be continued…***
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