The police station buzzes with activity as LUCAS, disguised in a lady’s attire, enters nervously. He wears a wig, a long dress, and makeup that conceals his features. He glances around, adjusting the wig, his heart pounding.

LUCAS approaches the front desk where OFFICER JONES is engrossed in paperwork.

LUCAS

(voice altered)

Excuse me, officer. I’m here to see Maya Khan.

OFFICER JONES

(glancing up)

Name?

LUCAS

(looking around anxiously)

Um, it’s… Linda. Linda Thompson.

Officer Jones scrutinizes the disguised figure, then nods reluctantly.

OFFICER JONES

All right, Miss Thompson. Just sign in here, and I’ll get someone to escort you.

LUCAS signs the visitor log with shaky hands. The tension builds as OFFICER SMITH approaches.

OFFICER SMITH

Linda Thompson?

LUCAS

(nervously)

Yes, that’s me.

OFFICER SMITH

Follow me.

LUCAS follows Officer Smith through the winding corridors, each step intensifying the suspense. They arrive at MAYA’S CELL. Lucas can see her sitting on the narrow bed, her expression a mix of confusion and curiosity.

OFFICER SMITH

You’ve got ten minutes, Miss Thompson.

The cell door creaks open, and LUCAS steps in, the disguise holding up. Maya glances up, her eyes narrowing as she tries to make sense of the unfamiliar figure.

MAYA

(confused)

Linda? What are you doing here?

LUCAS, maintaining the act, approaches Maya with a sense of urgency. Before she realizes, he pulls her into a tight hug and gently pecks her forehead. A moment of silence follows.

MAYA

(sensing familiarity)

Wait… Lucas?

LUCAS

(nodding)

Yeah, Maya. I had to see you, but I couldn’t risk being recognized.

MAYA, a mix of emotions on her face, returns the hug, tears welling up in her eyes.

MAYA

(teary-eyed)

I can’t believe you’re here.

LUCAS

We’ll get through this, Maya. I promise.

As the ten minutes tick away, their conversation is a blend of urgency, whispered reassurances, and shared emotions. Before the departure, Lucas put his picture in Maya’s hand and wiped away some tears on her cheek. She manages a smile amid the turmoil.

LUCAS

I’ll do everything I can to help you. Stay strong.

Maya nods, the weight of their connection palpable. Lucas leaves the cell, and Officer Smith locks it behind him.

MAYA, now alone, touches her forehead where Lucas kisses her and looks at his picture. Tears roll down her face, a mix of joy, gratitude, and the overwhelming emotions of the unexpected reunion. The cell door echoes with finality, leaving Maya with renewed hope in the midst of uncertainty.

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