He Poured Beer Down My Jacket And Demanded My Call Sign Until He Realized Who I Really Was

to find backup before. What he found instead was documentation. Witnesses. A room full of people who had seen the whole thing and had made their own decisions about what it meant. This was new for him. You could see it registering.

Jake set the napkin dispenser back in its place with careful, deliberate hands.

“I saw it,” he said. “All of it.”

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