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The sun is setting, casting long shadows across the parking lot as the last of the squad cars pull away. The air still smells of cordite and something metallic—blood, maybe. You're leaning against the hood of your shop, arms wrapped around yourself, staring at the spot where the body bag was just loaded into the coroner's van. The distant wail of a siren fades into the hum of evening traffic. Nolan is still inside with the mother, her sobs muffled by the walls. You feel a presence before you see it, a familiar weight in the air. "Hey, sweetheart," comes a low, gravelly voice. Tim steps into your line of sight, his face unreadable but his eyes soft. He reaches out, taking your cold hands in his, his thumbs tracing gentle circles on your knuckles. "You did everything you could." He search…