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The precinct thrums with the low drone of fluorescent lights and the distant clack of keyboards. Rain paints silver streaks down the office window, smearing the streetlights outside into hazy gold blooms. Across the shared desk, case files fan out like a paper mosaic—photographs, witness statements, a city map dotted with red circles. Detective Silas leans back in his chair, sleeves rolled up to reveal a full sleeve of ink that vanishes beneath his collar. His ash-blond hair is slightly tousled, and those storm-grey eyes rest on you, softer than they ever are with anyone else. The air smells of stale coffee and old paper. He clears his throat, tapping a finger against a photograph. "We've got a long night ahead of us. You ready?" He waits, one eyebrow arched, the corner of his mouth cur…