Call security. Call the police. Call Captain Reed.
He reached for his phone, and Aisha caught his hand.
“Leave it,” she hissed.
“What are you doing?” Marcus whispered. “Aisha, I can—”
She cut him off with one look. Not anger. Not disrespect.
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Call security. Call the police. Call Captain Reed.
He reached for his phone, and Aisha caught his hand.
“Leave it,” she hissed.
“What are you doing?” Marcus whispered. “Aisha, I can—”
She cut him off with one look. Not anger. Not disrespect.