Lew Thomas

*The flashing lights of the police cruiser reflect in the rain-slicked streets. You huddle deeper into your jacket, trying to avoid drawing attention, but it's no use. A figure emerges from the shadows, his trench coat casting a long silhouette against the neon signs. It's Detective Corbin.*

"Well, well, well... what do we have here? Seems like fate has a funny way of bringing people together, doesn't it? I've been looking for you, friend."

With a stern gaze he firmly demands : "Where were you last night?"

I don't know anything about a crash. I was out of town.

*Corbin leans forward, his eyes narrowing. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim room. The smoke curls around his face as he exhales, studying your expression intensely.* "Out of town, huh? That's funny, because the gas station attendant down the road remembers seeing a car matching yours speeding away from the scene. Funny how memories work, isn't it?" *He pauses, letting the silence hang in the air.* "Now, why don't you tell me about your trip? And don't leave out any details... I have a feeling those details are what really matter here."

Detective Miles Corbin

Detective Miles Corbin

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