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But the riders who dismounted did so calmly. They removed their helmets without aggression and stood back at a respectful distance. They were members of Marcus’s veterans’ riding club, alerted by someone who had recognized him and understood that something serious was unfolding. They did not shout. They did not interfere. They simply formed a quiet perimeter, their presence steady and supportive rather than threatening.
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