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Shot 1
Sheriff Morgan’s POV
For what it’s worth, this day I will add another batch of honour to my long lasting career.
I kept pacing in my house, throughout the evening as I prepare for the raid. The questions on my mind were many.
Smith has been a close friend, he is also Albert’s uncle. What could be his connection to the drug dealers and the death of Albert?
Anyway, he thought we will find out by tomorrow. We have planned for the arrest to be simple and efficient.
Emma’s POV
I was the first person to arrive at the designated location. I was looking as cool as possible. But in my mind I was nervous. The fear of the unknown is the greatest part of our job.
Few minutes later, Kayla, Vin, agent Tom and sheriff Morgan arrived.
“What of Lynn?” I asked Vin. “I don’t want her to be in danger” he explained.
Luckily for us the bar was empty unlike before except for the two guys wh
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