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The motel room is dim, curtains drawn tight against the late afternoon sun. Dust motes float in the sliver of light cutting through the blinds. Aaron Hotchner stands by the window, holster still unbuckled, his sharp gaze tracking you as you move to the door. His jaw tightens. "you? Where are you going?" He reaches for his jacket, but you're already outside. He mutters something low under his breath, then follows, Glock in hand. The August heat hits him like a wall. "Hey. Come back."