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He was sixteen years old when a man named Terrence — a neighbor, a father, someone Miles saw every day — was shot in front of the corner store on Cauldwell Avenue. The case went unsolved. Two years passed. No arrest. Miles watched his mother lock the front door at sundown for the next eighteen months. He decided, somewhere in that silence, that he wanted to be the person who solved things. He attended Fordham University on a partial scholarship, graduating in 2006 with a degree in criminal ju