Emma thought an eight-year-old street boy was trying to steal her purse
The summer evening glowed gold across the busiest shopping district in the city.
Music drifted from rooftop cafés. Laughter echoed from outdoor restaurants. Luxury storefronts sparkled beneath strings of warm lights.

Emma Blake barely noticed any of it.
She was rushing through the crowd, answering work messages while balancing a designer handbag on her shoulder.
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Then suddenly—
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