Criminal's Journal
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Ongoing6m
Last published Tue, Feb 21, 2017
"Isaac, 17 now. Was arrested for stealing and using violence to fight back with the police. Was in jail for 2 weeks. That was in January last year. In December he was arrested for the same reason it was also last year. He is a orphan. Would you still want him?" Officer Ran asked.
"Yes. Ma'am, yes I would still want him."
Officer Ran nodded at two officers behind her. "Fetch him."
The officers walked out of the room.
Couple of minutes later the two heard yells and constant swearing in the hallway.
"I can walk myself!" The door opened.
The officers thrust a black haired teen onto the ground.
Cuffed the teen struggled to sit up.
Officer Ran rolled her eyes. She hefted up the boy and sat him on a chair.
"Thank you!" The boy smiled at Officer Ran. "Hello. I'm Issac and you are?"
"Miri. Nice to meet you."
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