"Fine." Lydia scoffed and complied, but the sheriff could tell she still wasn't happy about it. As she spoke, she ran her hands over her silver skirt to try and straighten out the wrinkles. "What can I tell you so you'll let me out of here?"
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"Fine." Lydia scoffed and complied, but the sheriff could tell she still wasn't happy about it. As she spoke, she ran her hands over her silver skirt to try and straighten out the wrinkles. "What can I tell you so you'll let me out of here?"