Damien’s POVThe morning air in Evercrest was colder than I remembered, brisk and sharp enough to sting. By the time the car pulled up in front of the police station, my nerves were already humming. The city was the same, but everything about it felt different now, heavier.Adrian was waiting outside, a coffee cup in one hand and a folder in the other. He waved me over as soon as I stepped out.“You made good time,” he said. “I wasn’t expecting you until noon.”“I didn’t come here to waste daylight.”He smirked faintly. “Fair enough. Come on, he’s inside. We’ve been holding him since dawn.”The moment we entered the station, the atmosphere shifted, the mix of stale air, coffee, and something metallic that clung to every interrogation room I’d ever stood in. Adrian led me down a narrow hallway lined with glass partitions.“You’d be amused to know,” he said, “I almost didn’t come in today. I was supposed to drive to Westmere, start the investigation into the attempted abduction.”“You’r
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