I became much more clear-headed later on. But when I did, I remember sitting across a dude who identified himself as Officer Wagner. He was the same one who took me out of my chapter meeting with a search warrant for the golf cart, bombarded me with questions, and threatened me. I looked at the clock that was pinned to the wall, it read two O'clock, approximately one hour since I came crawling out of my flipped over car. And my eyes widened with the thought of Veronica that I wasn't aware of when I called her name out loud. Officer Wagner eyed me, “Veronica Dallas García, you mean?” I nodded, “Yes, isn't she playing victim? Have you seen her? She’s gone corrupt.”
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