STACY The man who bumped into Liam sways, clearly disoriented, and I instinctively grab Liam’s shoulder and yank him behind me. “Where are you coming from?” I ask the man, my voice sharp with urgency. He blinks up at me, sweat dripping from his temple. “I… I was on patrol,” he stammers. “Just—
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