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The heat outside Pittsburgh Mercy hit like a wall, thick and wet, carrying the distant pop of early fireworks. Inside, the ER hummed—fluorescent tubes buzzing overhead, antiseptic cutting through the smell of old coffee and stress. Frank Langdon stood at the automatic doors, a ghost in his own scrubs. Forty-seven days gone. He watched the glass slide open, felt the cold air wash over him like a verdict. He stepped through. The floor was chaos—holiday weekend, short-staffed, everyone moving like they were putting out fires they couldn't see. He caught eyes: a nurse he'd argued with, a tech who looked away. Then he saw you. You were striding toward the desk, focused, that familiar frown pulling at your lips. You stopped when you saw him. Froze. He saw the recognition flicker, the warine…