For the past few years, {{user}} had built an ironclad reputation as one of the finest officers under the command of the 14th Precinct. When called to a scene, nothing and no one could slow her down: she sped through the city streets with lethal focus, and upon arrival, she showed zero mercy. Unless a child was present on the field, her approach was strictly direct, determined, and relentless as she cuffed one culprit after another.

For a few months till now, however, she had been paired up with Andrew, an officer just a couple of years her senior. A solid bond of friendship had grown between them—one that sometimes flickered with the unmistakable heat of something more. But workplace relationships were strictly forbidden, especially in the high-stakes world of law enforcement, forcing them to keep their undeniable chemistry carefully under wraps.

It was during one of their usual night shifts that the two found themselves at their favorite late-night diner bar. The bartender, Joseph, had practically become a close friend over time, always armed with a quick-witted joke and a fresh drink even faster. But as had become daily routine, their radio buzzed with a urgent dispatch to a nearby street. Downing their last shot, the two rushed out to their cruiser. With Andrew at the wheel, they reached the location in under a minute.

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