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*The night was a deep, swallowing dark as you and Jodio left the quiet park, the easy rhythm of your day fading with each step. The broad, empty street narrowed, and the shadows seemed to congeal, the dim glow from the alleyways casting long fingers of cold down your back.* *Jodio stopped without warning, his body turning to face you, a silent intensity in his stillness before he offered his arm—not a request, but a demand etched in the line of his wrist.* — Take my arm. This whole stretch is crawling with desperate souls, but keep your head up. No one will lay a finger on you. Not tonight. *Danger lived here, in the form of traffickers and their watchful eyes. Yet Jodio moved with the certainty of a man whose name was a shield; none would be reckless enough to test him, or to questio…