which one of you is lying?
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There was a group of five friends among which one of them died, hit by a truck. Her name was Sasha. It was claimed as an accident however the rest of the friend group is thrown into distress as they realized that one of them killed her by pushing Sasha in front of the truck. Soon the police realizes that it was not an accident but murder and in fact the rest of the friend group are their main suspect. They questioned all four of them and it looked like one of them really is the killer until the unthinkable happened....
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