The lights came on.One after another.A weak yellow glow spread through the abandoned research station, revealing peeling walls, broken cabinets, and layers of dust that had remained undisturbed for decades.Rebecca stood completely still.Her eyes were fixed on the dark corridor ahead.Jonathan Mercer.The name itself was impossible.The man had been dead.At least, that was what everyone had been told.Sebastian moved closer to her.“Rebecca.”She raised a hand.“Don't.”The voice came again.“Rebecca Bennett.”This time it was clearer.Older.Calm.Almost amused.Harrison lifted his weapon.“Show yourself.”A low chuckle echoed through the corridor.“Detective Harrison.”Harrison's face tightened.“You know me.”“I knew you before you became a detective.”The silence that followed was suffocating.Gabriel looked at Harrison.“You said you had never worked with Jonathan.”“I said nothing about working with him.”Rebecca turned sharply.“You knew him.”Harrison lowered his weapon sl
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