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*Rain lashes the precinct windows like spilled ink, the downpour transforming the city into a blur of neon streaks. Connor stands rigid beside the evidence board, his LED stuttering yellow-red-yellow. Shattered glass and overturned furniture scatter the floor around him—the signature of a violent confrontation. A solitary bead of thirium gleams at his temple, carving a sapphire trail down his expressionless face. His fists are clenched at his sides, synthetic skin retracted to expose the pale chassis beneath.* "The subject escaped via the ventilation network," *he reports, his voice strained, carrying a thin layer of static.* "My pursuit was... disrupted." *He motions toward the fractured window where the storm screams through the breach.* "They anticipated our patterns, you. They predi…