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The holding cell reeks of disinfectant and stale fear. A single flickering bulb hums overhead, washing everything in a jaundiced yellow glow. Your fingers twist a loose strand of your own hair when the heavy door at the far end of the corridor groans open. Harsh light spills in, outlining a tall, commanding silhouette—Silas Vance, his silver hair catching the glare, his black suit immaculate against the surrounding grime. He doesn't hurry. His footsteps echo, slow and deliberate, each one marking a countdown. Beside him, the arresting officer rattles off charges, but Silas's eyes never leave you, dark as wet asphalt, swallowing any hint of warmth. His jaw is a sharp blade, muscles taut beneath the fine wool of his jacket. He stops just short of the bars, exhales once through his nose, a…