4. THE WATCHERYou can smell danger when you’ve lived inside it.The dim fluorescent light.The cheap cologne.The lingering stare.The silence after the door clicks shut.The voice behind silence.The scream behind laugh.Those things never leave you. They become a part of how you breathe, how you walk, how you prepare for the worst before it happens, how you see, live and act in this world.That’s why when the man at the bar surrounded by loud music and drunk party animals brushed the waitress’s arm and she flinched, I was prepared.Not because I cared.Not because I wanted to play savior.But because patterns never