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JACKIE’S POV "This is what you're looking for." I handed Ollins three folders containing the information he was asking the investigator to find. It's 8:47pm and it's good that I've talked to Ollins and he's already given a side of what the suspect might look like. I wanted to stop Ollins because he still hasn't recovered from the incident, but here he is, sitting on the bed reading the papers. "You know, Ollins, you can tell me what you want to do. Instead of resting," I said, but he ignored me. "Ollins," I said, and touched my temple. He was always very stubborn. "Maybe this is the reason why this incident didn't end. You thought Karl was like you? tsk." I said and crossed my arms. "Why? Am I Karl? No. Why am I doing this? Because I made a promise and that's what I stand by. After a