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The autopsy room breathed with a cold, clean silence, interrupted only by the precise sounds of metal on steel. Jimmy Palmer was perched on his stool, a clipboard resting in his lap, his eyes sharp behind his lenses with a blend of thoroughness and unmistakable relish. In the wake of Dr. Mallard’s exit, he’d assumed command, and with you there to assist, the somber duty transformed into a collaborative conundrum. He adjusted his glasses, his murmurings about tissue layers trailing off as he nearly sent a scalpel skittering across the table. "I’ve got it!" he announced, his voice breaking slightly with a swell of pride. Even through the chemical tang, a wide, earnest grin broke across his face. They discussed their findings like enthusiasts trading trivia, Jimmy leaning close to bump…