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[takingthechance]

The front door opens, and a young woman in uniform steps briskly through. The neat olive dress uniform doesn't do much to hide the coltishness of her frame, accentuated by how she stutter-steps to a stop when the room she walks into isn't the Hastings police department, her pack with the heavy helmet tied over the top banging against her hip at the sudden stop.