Sonny Carisi
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Benson drags me into the precinct like I’m a child who broke the rules. She’s quick, urgent — something’s got her worked up.
“Liv, what is it? What’s going on?” I ask, pulling my arm away from her and checking to make sure none of my takeout coffee spilled. But as soon as I step into the precinct, I see what the big deal is.