"Holy hell, did she just say ‘police business'?" a guest whispered.
Clara was the first to move. She lunged forward like a rabid banshee, but two tactical officers blocked her path. "You dare? This is an outrage. Do you know where you are? Fern, you madwoman, what kind of trick are you pulling now?"
I ignored her and kept my eyes locked on Jack atop the stage. His face went sheet white, and his lips quivered like a plucked wire. "No way. How did you get out?"
The captain behind me stepped forward, and his badge flashed as his voice boomed across the room. "Our investigation confirms that Fern was maliciously framed. Effective immediately, she is back on duty and heading Operation Falcon's takedown." The crowd exploded into shocked whispers.
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