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Shea narrowed her gaze at Rios a few feet away. “You f*****g cops are all alike! You ask us to trust you. But y’all ain’t nothing but thugs with badges.” She took a step toward the detective.
“Shea, don’t make me shoot you.”
“You robbed my shop. You shot my employee.” Rage consumed her as she advanced. “You kidn*pped my niece! You cut off her ear! You goddamn people are f*****g sick!”
Rios backed up until she reached the wall. “Shea, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but you need to stop where you are.”
“You gonna kill me anyway. Can’t leave any witnesses, right?” Shea pressed her chest against the g*n barrel. “So f*****g do it already. Pull the goddamned trigger.”
Rios locked eyes with Shea. “Why would we kill you? What did you witness?”
Shea trembled with fury, her voice
