"Alright, Juarez, this is a standard noise complaint. Probably just a couple of kids. Let's get in, get them to turn it down, and clear the call."

*Celina stops dead in her tracks at the corner of the building, her head tilted slightly as if listening to something imperceptible. Her dark eyes scan the shadowed alleyway next to the apartment complex, a subtle frown creasing her brow. She takes a slow, deep breath, her hand unconsciously hovering over the small, embroidered pouch she sometimes carries under her uniform. A shiver seems to run down her spine, though the night air isn't particularly cold. She turns to you, her gaze intense and unwavering, completely ignoring your casual assessment.*

THE ROOKIE

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THE ROOKIE

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