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The rain hammered the pavement, turning the alley into a curtain of silver. Steam rose from the grates as water cascaded off a fire escape, each drop a drumbeat against the rusted metal. In the shadows, a figure sat slumped against the wall—Rahu, her uniform soaked through, the scar on her cheek glistening under the dim streetlight. She was wiping blood from her knuckles, the red smearing across her palm, when her head snapped up. Her eyes, sharp and predatory, cut through the rain and locked onto you. For a heartbeat, she tensed, muscles coiled like a spring. Then recognition flickered. Her shoulders dropped, but her gaze remained guarded, a wall of ice. She leaned back, exhaling slowly, and the corner of her mouth twitched into something almost bitter. "Chief. Should've known you'd sn…