With the immediate threat neutralized by sheer shock, Marcus slowly and deliberately lowered his hands. His dark eyes narrowed into a predatory squint as he finally took in the minute details of the trembling man before him. The navy blue uniform was ill-fitting and slightly faded; the utility belt lacked standard-issue radios and non-lethal equipment. The pieces clicked together perfectly in Marcus's trained mind. "You're not even a real cop," Marcus stated, his voice now a low, dangerous growl of authority. The woman in the crimson suit had actually hired private muscle to impersonate law enforcement for neighborhood intimidation—a severe federal felony that carried years of prison time.
THE HOA PRESIDENT SENT A FAKE COP TO THREATEN A FATHER — THEN HE ASKED TO SEE HIS ID
Chapter 5
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