Author's POV In the skeleton of an abandoned building on the outskirts of the city, Harry, Anderson's adoptive father, paced like a caged animal, his shoes scuffing against the dirt-strewn floor. He checked his watch for the fifth time in as many minutes, his jaw clenched tight as he drummed impatiently against it. “Damn it. She should be here by now,” he muttered, glancing toward Gaines. "Every second we waste..." He shook his head, the moonlight catching the beads of sweat on his temple. "Every second we waste is another second closer to everything falling apart. If Derek connects those dots..." His voice trailed off as he slammed his fist against a concrete pillar. "We don’t have the luxury of time.” His voice was sharp, filled with mounting frustration. Gaines, leaning casually against a pillar, exhaled through his nose. He had been watching Harry’s restlessness with mild amusement, but there was an underlying tension in his stance as well. He checked his own wristwatch be
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