Officer Emmanuel “Manny” Hart didn’t expect anything unusual that night. Just another sleepless patrol through a forgotten part of the city, where alleys breathed damp air and trash bins rattled in the wind.
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He walked this route often when insomnia wouldn’t let him rest. The cold usually helped clear his head—until something moved beneath a pile of cardboard ahead.
At first, Manny assumed it was a rat or a stray cat.
Then the movement shifted again. Too deliberate. Too careful.