Author's POV ~Dylan's phone rang, shrill and insistent, cutting through heavy silence. The cops, scattered around the crime scene, barely glanced up, their faces lit only by the faint glow of their flashlights. Dylan sighed, digging into his pocket to retrieve his phone. The screen lit up with Hilary's name, and a mix of emotions swirled in his chest.He picked up, his voice low as he spoke with bare interest. "Hi, Hilary.”"Dylan, don't forget where we're supposed to meet," Hilary's voice came through, laced with an urgency that Dylan couldn't ignore.He rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of the day bearing down on him. "I haven't forgotten," he replied, trying to keep his tone even."Good. I'll see you soon, then," Hilary said before the line went dead.Dylan slipped the phone back into his pocket, his eyes scanning the room. The cops were wrapping up, their movements methodical. He turned to one of them, a seasoned detective with a weary look. "I need to go. Something urgent,
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