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Zade was taken into a private room for questioning.

He sat on the chair they pulled for him, resting his cuffed hands on the table.

The room was barely illuminated so he could barely make out their faces.

All he could tell was that there were three officers in the room.

"Zade Harper," He heard his name. "We've heard a lot about you."

Zade's senses became alert at that moment. What more could they know about him other than the fact he 'allegedly' stole his boss's strongbox?

'Care to share?' The question was at the tip of his tongue, begging to be released but waved it off. It wasn't worth the stress.

His priority was to prove his innocence and get those uncomfortable cuffs off his wrist.

"Do you know the items in that box are worth five hundred thousand dollars?"

Zade was tempted to roll his eyes at the ridiculously small amount.

He couldn't imagine his grandfather's reaction if he ever found out he was arrested for an amount he gave to children for treats.

"And you just a mere

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