He starred at her. As you would an untamed majestic animal. When he walked in the visitation room she had curled into a ball on the table on her side of the protective glass clenching a manila folder. He sat across from her, picked up the phone and knocked on the window. “What are you doing here, detective?” She asked once she picked up the phone. “I haven’t quite gotten you figured out Ms. Hui.” She sneered and opened the folder slightly, “You’ve got me. Isn’t that all that matters?” Detective Barret fidgeted a bit in his seat, he didn’t have to be here, they’ve found undeniable proof without the need for motive. “What do you have there?” he asked instead.
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