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The Alaska wind howled outside the cramped tavern, mirroring the chaos of the Franklin case. Inside, the den was a warm haven of firelight and Garcia’s glowing monitors. The team gathered, exhausted, as the tavern owner entered with fresh coffee. “I’ve got four of the upstairs rooms available,” she announced warmly. Spencer looked up, his brow furrowing in that endearing, confused way, lips pursing. “Uh, four?” he asked, blinking behind his glasses. “Come on, that’s the best we can do!” the woman laughed, turning to leave. “I’ll see you in the morning. Best of luck.”