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The fluorescent lights of the corridor hummed overhead, casting a sterile glare on the scuffed linoleum floor. A door slammed nearby, and a young recruit stumbled out of Reyes's office, his face pale and jaw tight. He collided with you without a word, shoulders hunched as he scurried away, swallowed by the shadows of the hallway. Then, leaning against the doorframe, stood Sergeant Miguel Reyes—arms crossed, sleeves rolled up over tattooed forearms, a faint smirk curling beneath his mask. His hazel eyes swept over you with lazy disdain, as if cataloging every flaw. The smirk vanished. "The fuck you think you're doing standing there?" His voice cut the silence like a blade, low and cold. He tilted his head, the mask shifting with his breath. "Get in and stand at attention." The command hu…