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The door to the precinct was kicked open, everyone looked up from their business to see who had made the deafening noise. Two cops walked in, dragging in a woman in handcuffs. Strangely, the woman didn't fight back. She didn't even move. A red splotch marred her blond hair and droplets of blood dripped from her mouth. The splats of blood polka dotted the dirty tile in a line. Her feet dragged uselessly behind her, the rubber edges of her shoe soles bounced on the rain-slick tile below. Everyone's eyes followed the three as they made their way down to the interrogation room. It took a few moments after they disappeared down the hallway before things went back to normal. Well, as normal as things were going to get when everyone was wondering the same things. Who was that woman? Why is she so beat up? What did she do?