As Angela reached for her cup, a uniformed police officer brushed past her roughly. The jolt sent hot coffee splashing onto her hand and sleeve.
“Well, would you look at that,” the officer said with a smirk.
“Guess some people don’t belong in places like this,” he said loudly. “Don’t worry, lady — I’ll grab you a mop.”
The café went silent. Some customers stared; others looked away in discomfort.
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