Her compassionate human heart breathed "She's not the thief! she's not the thief!"; however, her very keen detective instinct proclaimed, "She's the one." In the ferocious war between emotion and reason, the latter emerged victorious.
Realization struck Amber suddenly, shattering the obsessive illusion that had bound her perception. With a physical gesture, she shook her head as if attempting to dispel the lingering spell that had clouded her judgment.
Amber said, "I'm Officer Amber from GSPD." With a rule-bound look, she addressed the blonde figure before her, "I need you to come with me."
Nia's eyes widened with shock and surprise. She nervously stammered, "What? I haven't done anything wrong." Even in the grip of anxiety, her voice remained as compelling as a nightingale's.
Impervious to the nuances of Nia's tone, remained resolute with her declaration, "Ma'am, cooperate, and it'll go easier for you".
Relentless fear seeped into Nia's whole being, drop by drop, displacing joy with trepidation. She wrestled with the sudden turn of events; Her thoughts reverberated with the words of her fiancé, a forewarning she now wished she had heeded.
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A tremor in her voice betrayed the emergence of growing unease. Yet, her words emulated a fragile strength as she insisted, "No, I didn't do anything, officer." Though the sweet cadence of a nightingale was now superseded by her rough and defensive tone, her voice, still retained an innate amiableness that rendered the defensive facade almost trivial.
Poor Nia, attempted to exert a toughness, but her intrinsically sweet voice couldn't be entirely masked. Amber's decisiveness, solid as stone, dwelt inflexible. The tender notes of Nia's voice, like a futile breeze against unyielding cliffs, failed to soften the detective's immutable determination.
Amber's heart grew colder than the very winter freezing her surroundings. All she could hear were wordless chirps, and everything she saw turned into plain black portraits. She declared, "You leave me no choice. You're under arrest for suspicion of stealing valuable government property," swiftly handcuffing Nia.
Nia surrendered to Amber's presence. Not a hint of her essence persisted in the air—They vanished from the crowd. Meanwhile, Bill arrived, shouting amidst the swirling crowd.
Clamping a sizable, snuggly Rudolph doll against his body and he cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed, "Nia!" After an extensive but fruitless search, he reluctantly gave up, returning to his hotel with a face flushed with anger. "Not again!" he muttered. Then, exasperatedly, he added, "I told her not to go too far."