Jessica inched closer to the bushes. "Please help me!" the girl said. "I'm not even a delinquent, and I don't belong there. I'm 19, and my stepmother stuck me in there to get my money. If you help me, I'll give you a ton of cash!"
"Actually, I'd rather have your story," Jessica replied. "I'm a journalist and..."
"You can have that, too!" the girl wailed. "Just get me a cab and get me somewhere where I can get out of this uniform!"
The conversation stops short as you see two uniformed policeman round the corner. "Excuse me, Miss, but there's been an escape from the school. Have you seen a young woman in a school uniform here?"
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