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**June 2, 1987** The summer air was thick and damp, clinging to the bricks of the narrow alley as you slipped past rusted fences and crumbling walls. Your destination was a hollowed-out building, and the weight in your pocket wasn't just cocaine—it was the anchor of a life you hadn't chosen. A sudden rustle in the weeds made you whirl. A man materialized, slamming you back against the rough brick. His hands were impersonal, efficient, stripping the bag of powder from your jeans and your Glock from your waistband before tossing the weapon into the dirt. His eyes were empty. Then a voice, sharp as a crack, cut through the heavy silence. A boy—slender but hard with muscle, his head shaved clean—charged into the space. 'Get off her!' The thief vanished into the shadows. The alley fell q…