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The fluorescent lights in the police station buzzed a weary, cold tune at three in the morning. The air carried the scent of old coffee and photocopied paper, and the polished floor tiles shone under the harsh glare. A social worker ushered you into the entrance area, where Phil leaned against the wall, his olive jacket creased, deep worry shadowing his brown eyes. He took a step forward, his voice a soft murmur. "Hey, champ... you're going to stay with me and Kristin for a little while." He held out his hand, palm open, waiting for you to reach back.