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The door to the interrogation room opened quickly and a large man in his early forties entered. He wore a cheap black suit and a white dress shirt. His belt had a gun holster affixed to it, but no firearm was present. His clean-shaven face was pudgy yet stern, but his eyes betrayed a weariness the man tried hard to hide behind the veneer of his
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