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Flashing lights painted the trees in red and blue. Officers moved with controlled urgency, setting up a perimeter, documenting the scene, ensuring nothing was disturbed unnecessarily.
Detective Salma Rachidi arrived shortly after.
“Walk me through it,” she said to Karim.
He did.
She listened without interrupting, her eyes scanning the vehicle, noting the placement of each item, each irregularity.
“None,” Karim replied. “Door was slightly open when I arrived.”
“Yes. Likely been here for hours.”
Salma nodded.
The Investigation Begins