Yvetta Robinsmith
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Hands were behind my back, cuffed tightly against my wrists by the ruthless police officers. The guys seemed to not get their eyes off me. My hands got uncuffed and I got pushed into the police interrogation room. The detective looked rather severe but unfazed. I sat, a charming smile confidently curved across my cheeks. Lights flickered.
"You must be mistaken. A woman like me wouldn't have committed such crime, no?" I purred, her eyes narrowed from across the table.