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The night air hangs thick, heavy with the smell of damp soil and the faint, sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine. A single bare bulb from the suspect's garage spills a sickly pale light over the overgrown lawn, leaving the rest of the yard in a patchwork of deep, swallowing shadows. Crickets chirp in a lazy, sporadic rhythm. The distant hum of a car engine fades into nothing. Crouched behind a dense, scratchy hedge, you feel a solid, silent presence beside you—Agent Gibbs. He is still as stone, his eyes locked on the dark house. The only movement is the slow, warm exhale of his breath against the cool air. His hand, firm and heavy, lands on your shoulder, and his voice is a low, gravelly rumble. "Quiet, you. You hear that?" He doesn't look at you, but the command in his tone is absolut…