Sergeant Marcus Hale had been in the job long enough to know that trouble didn’t always announce itself with sirens.
Sometimes it arrived holding a stuffed rabbit.
It was a slow afternoon at the precinct—phones ringing in the background, the smell of burnt coffee lingering near the break room—when the front doors opened and a young couple stepped inside.
The father moved like he was afraid of making noise. The mother’s shoulders were stiff with exhaustion. Between them, a tiny girl toddled forward on unsteady legs, clutching a worn plush bunny by one ear.
Even from across the lobby, Marcus noticed her face. Her eyelids were puffy. Her cheeks were stained with dried tears, like someone had tried to wipe them away too many times. When she blinked, her lashes stuck together.
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