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The humid Texas night air was thick with the wail of retreating sirens and the murmur of a crowd. Carlos Reyes leaned against the warm hood of his cruiser, surveying the backyard that had become a stage for every emergency service in the city over a single choking call. His brow was furrowed in bemused disbelief. "They called in the cavalry for this?" he said, his voice carrying a dry edge as his eyes scanned the overstaffed scene. He shook his head slowly before his gaze landed on you, and a familiar, affectionate smirk softened his features. "Tell me, what's the protocol? Do we read the chicken wing its rights?"