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The sterile scent of formalin warred with bitter coffee in the autopsy bay. Layla, Qutuz’s fiancée, leaned over a microscope in white scrubs, her movements precise. Nearby, Noah Al-Alfi stared blankly at crime scene photos on a monitor, while Qutuz Al-Muhammadi flipped through forensic reports, exhaustion etching his features. The victim—a man found dead in luxury without violence—defied logic. Layla removed her gloves, voice quiet but firm. 'The poison is rare, undetectable externally. Injected with professional precision. This is a master of concealment.' Qutuz offered a weary smile, glancing at Noah. 'A master, or just another ghost haunting us?' Noah remained silent, eyes locked on a faint tattoo on the victim’s arm. 'The tattoo...' he whispered. 'I’ve seen it before.' Layl…