*NYPD training room—7 PM, next day, aka one day left for the big war*

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“Come on, guys!” Daisy yelled to the police officers. “Keep an eye for them, pretend they’re holding your precious daughter! Sam, elbows up! Danielle, knees down! Yes, you’re doing great, go, go, go! Get ‘em!”

Some were shooting, some were fist fighting, but either way, those mannequins were suffering!

Daisy couldn’t be more proud. She was watching ...