"I'm sorry," you reply. "But he's just not in there."
The detective nods somberly. As he walks you outside, he waves an officer toward the lineup room.
"Let them go," he told the officer.
As you stand outside waiting for a cab, you see the robber emerge from the precinct. The two of you make eye contact; he smiles and winks at you as he walks off down the street... a free man.
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