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As Alexa walks out of the hospital, she sees a man in a trench coat with a detective badge hanging from his pocket. He's a tall man with short grey hair, and his face is stern and serious. Alexa approaches him cautiously, wondering what he could want with her.

"Excuse me," she says, "can I help you with something?"

The detective looks her up and down before speaking. "Are you Alexa? Saw you somewhere before. Do you know me?"

The detective was a towering figure, with broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline. His piercing blue eyes seemed to see through the surface of things, as if he had the ability to discern a person's deepest secrets with a single glance. His dark hair was meticulously groomed, and his suit was perfectly tailored to fit his muscular frame.

As he approached Alexa, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. This man was no ordinary detective. His very presence seemed to demand respect, and his steely gaze made it clear that he was not one to be trifled with.

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