2.1 The Rotten Justice System

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"You'll take the bus to go there," Dale announced as soon as Warren walked into her office, he was wearing the black uniform polo shirt of the police that perfectly fit on him as it gave his barrel-chest a highlight of its own, he was pulling his luggage behind him which half of the space carrying his wardrobe and new uniforms which the agency sent to him, while most of the spaces were occupied by huge bags of gummies and instant food. "In your temporary apartment first then to the police station to start your internship," Dale added while typing on her laptop. Warren blinked his sleepiness away. It was only six in the morning and he was still dozing off, and the dim and the only green lights there plus the freezing atmosphere inside the agency was exactly like how it felt in his room a

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