Marcus did not announce his departure.He prepared it the way he prepared everything else, quietly, methodically, without inviting sentiment into the process. The office lights were still dim when he arrived, the city not yet awake enough to notice him moving through it. He preferred that hour. Fewer interruptions. Fewer assumptions.The file waited where he had left it.Not a case, exactly. A thread.A name that had surfaced years ago during the earliest days after the crash and then vanished just as quickly, erased not through force but through irrelevance. At the time, Marcus had noted it, flagged it, and set it aside when stronger leads demanded attention.He had never forgotten it.Ghosts rare
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