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Not polite smiles.
Not people who looked the part.
Safe was the man who listened.
That afternoon, Connor didn’t sit in the corner.
He didn’t scan exits.
He didn’t flinch when the door opened.
He sat in the back booth—Preacher’s booth—legs swinging just a little too short to reach the floor, a chocolate milkshake in both hands like it was something sacred.
Across from him, Preacher watched without making it obvious. Same seat. Same coffee. Same view of the door.
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