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Charter 70

"About Rachel?"

"Yeah."

I rushed to the police station as fast as I could. When I arrived at the office, Zachary was already there, sitting casually.

He spotted me through the glass and quickly put his feet down.

I've barely dealt with cops in my life, so just being near them made me feel uneasy. The officer sitting across from Zachary looked to be in his forties.

He shot Zachary a disapproving look before turning to me. "We ...

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