Jade ignored it. Then the scream ripped through the street. “Thief! Somebody help!” Her heart jumped. Before she could turn, a body slammed into her shoulder. Hard and fast. A man shot past her, hood low, a woman’s purse clenched in his fist. Another scream cut through the air. There was no time for questions. Jade didn’t think. She ran. White sneakers pounded the pavement, each strike sharp, rhythmic, like a countdown. The city blurred. Honking horns, startled shouts, faces whipping past. The thief zigzagged, panic driving his legs.Jade cut through, straight and unhesitant. Her hand dipped into her bag. Pepper spray. The thief glanced back. That half-second ended him. Jade closed the distance, unleashing a perfect arc of fire. He screamed, staggered, crashed. She was on him instantly, one strike to the solar plexus, another to the knee. Martial-arts muscle memory doing what words never could. The purse flew free. Jade snatched it. “Why?” she demanded
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