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Why do you hate me? The truth
Sargent Hollingway I wait in my office. I had both Bulldog JR and Kyler go and talk to Calry. Hopefully, she will want to talk to me. It's been a little over an hour and I'm pacing back and forth in my office when a knock alerts me. “Come in, it's open.” The door creaks as it opens. Carly steps in and closes the door. “You wanted to speak to me, sergeant?” I nod. “I do. Please take a seat, Miss. Evans.” she nods and makes her way over to the chair in front of my desk. I stride around my desk, my boots stomping loudly as I do so. I sit down and look at her. Her head is bowed. I'm sure both Bulldog Jr and Kyler filled her in. “I apologise for what happened yesterday at the games and you have it on my authority and yours and the other's best interests we are taking this seriously and wh
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