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Interrogation Continues

Inside the stark, cold interrogation room at the police station, Steve sat across from Officers Davis and Johnson.

The overhead light cast a harsh glow, emphasizing the lines of stress on his face. “It was years ago,” he began, his voice shaky.

“I thought the ring would be my ticket to a better life.” He detailed the planning, the execution, and the aftermath of the theft.