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  <subtitle>&amp;quot;562 in progress, Pine Ridge Adoption Agency, corner of Oak and 12th, be advised, 25 youth suspects, all units report,&amp;quot; the dispatcher's voice crackled out in my ear. I drove to the scene.

There were already several cars, officers chasing kids, officers loading kids into cars. I joined a group going inside, I figured that was the root of the problem.

&amp;quot;Detective Walsh! Over here!&amp;quot; called an officer. I went into the dining hall. Two aproned women were bound and gagged in chairs back to back. We freed them.

&amp;quot;The babies! Go Upstairs!&amp;quot; they shrieked.

We ran upstairs with the two women leading. Inside the nursery we found four children, two tiny babies, a toddler and one pre-teen girl feeding a bottle to one of the little ones.

&amp;quot;Oh! Sara! Bless you!&amp;quot; said one of the women.
&amp;quot;I couldn't let them cry, Miss Gruber, I had to feed them! Besides I didn't want to get into trouble,&amp;quot; replied Sara.

&amp;quot;What happened here?&amp;quot; I asked.
&amp;quot;Well it all started normally,&amp;quot; began Miss Gruber.
&amp;quot;We served breakfast, and the kids ate.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-08-09T21:26:03Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Next Morning at Pine Ridge</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;detective walsh? well i guess so but it is like the adam walsh case huh?lol&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-08-09T21:26:03Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mighty-Joe Young</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Next Morning at Pine Ridge</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very quick pace, which worked well with the idea of arriving at a chaotic scene.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-16T16:57:45Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Next Morning at Pine Ridge</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;If anyone knows the real number code for Vandalism, I will change it in the story :).&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-16T14:11:36Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mistress Elsha Hawk</name>
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