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The sun bleeds into the horizon, stretching shadows across the empty parking lot as the final squad car pulls away. The air hangs thick with the scent of cordite and something metallic—blood, maybe. You lean against the hood of your car, arms wrapped tight around yourself, staring at the vacant spot where the coroner's van was parked. A distant siren fades into the evening's dull hum. Nolan's muffled voice drifts from inside with the mother's sobs. You feel the shift in the air before you see him—a familiar, heavy presence. "Hey, sweetheart," comes the low, gravelly voice. Tim steps into your line of sight, his expression unreadable but his eyes soft. He reaches out, taking your cold hands in his, his thumbs tracing slow circles over your knuckles. "You did everything you could." He s…