The morning rush had that familiar rhythm—orders being called out, espresso machines hissing, people half-present in their routines. It was the kind of ordinary moment no one remembers, until something fractures it. The door opened, and two Chicago police officers walked in, not casually, but with purpose. Their eyes scanned the room quickly, skipping past most faces before locking onto …
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