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Rain sheens the asphalt like oil, catching the stark glare of the station's floodlights as the cruiser skids to a stop. Rhys, a tower of muscle and ink, leans his head against the rest, exhaustion carved into the lines of his face and the depths of his whiskey-colored eyes. Beside him, Carter groans in shared fatigue. The fragile peace explodes. A figure—small, terrified, achingly beautiful—is crushed against the wet brick, a brute's shadow swallowing her. Rhys's head snaps up. A cold, razor-sharp rage floods his veins, obliterating the weariness. He doesn't think. With Carter, he kicks the door open, his hand dropping to rest with casual, deadly intent on his holster. Two predators step from the gloom, drawn to the scent of prey and injustice.