KeishaThe screen stayed on longer than it should have.That was the first thing Keisha noticed.Not what was on it.Not even what it meant yet.Just the fact that it didn’t change when she expected it to.Like it was waiting for her to catch up.She stepped back slightly from the table.The chair behind her scraped softly against the floor.The sound felt too loud in the room.The man across from her didn’t react.He was watching her more than the screen now.Like her response mattered more than the data.“That’s not me,” Keisha said finally.Her voice was steady, but lower than before.The man tilted his head slightly.“It is you,” he said calmly.Keisha shook her head once.“No. That’s a moment. Not me.”That answer earned a pause.Not approval.Not disagreement.Just observation.The screen showed movement data again.Not a full video now—just mapped positions.Points moving across Southeast DC.Lines connecting without explanation.Keisha didn’t understand all of it.But she unde
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