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“And you’re sure that’s all of it?” Torres said to me as he stood before my bed, a digital recorder sitting on the mobile table over my bed.
I nodded tiredly as both he and Nguyen waited patiently.
Mack sat at the back of the room, making sure that I wasn’t being bullied by the irritated police detective.
“In that case, sign this form. It will be added to your statement once it is transcribed, so that it all legal.”
I, Donald S. Wilson, confirm this statement to be true under oath.
I hereby state that the information above is true, to the best of my knowledge. I also confirm that the information here is both accurate and complete, and relevant information has not been omitted.
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HE TURNED TO MACK. “Would you witness it for us?
I scratched my signature with my ruined right hand before pain took me away once more.