Who's the Spy?
Back at the police station,

Sam pushed the man named Robi towards the officer to take him to the holding cell.

Dakota glanced at someone who had just exited Mr. Ron's office, walking a bit hurriedly. It was Thomas; he hadn’t seen him in a while because he had been busy transferring to another station out of town. His former colleague was back, limping slightly.

“Tom, is your leg okay?” Dakota asked.

The stocky man smiled at Dakota and raised his hand.

"Oh, it's nothing major, Dax. Just got a bit tangled up while chasing the suspect yesterday. I’ll go to a massage therapist and I’ll be fine afterward. Not a big deal. Oh, by the way, how's your case going?"

Sam returned after dropping off the guy, just about to say something when Dakota jumped in first.

"There's nothing much, same old, same old. We're still trying to find witnesses, but there hasn't been any significant progress yet." said Dakota.

Sam frowned at Dakota's answer, but Thomas nodded.

"Oh, I see. Well, if you need my
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