As she walked into the station, she felt that all the eyes of the "on duty" officers were on her. Her heart was beating so hard. With all that she has been through, she thought that she had mastered emotional control. She approached the sergeant at the front desk. <Tab/>"Good morning Sergeant. I'm Dolores Schiller. I'm supposed to meet with the Captain," she said. <Tab/>"Yes …
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…that," acknowledges Dolores. Slowly rubbing her extended abdomen, and after an extended pause, she continues, "If you can reassure me that his silk tongue won't be able to smooth his way out of this, I'll just leave. But, I don't want any other child, especially mine, to go through what I did. So if you can't assure me, I'll do anything to see the 'son-of-a-bitch' fry. Have a good day." <Tab/>