The Ridgeview Police Precinct was alive with a controlled chaos that came with a high-profile case. Phones rang incessantly, the hum of conversations layered over the faint hum of fluorescent lights. In the war room, a sprawling bulletin board was covered with photographs, maps, timelines, and victim profiles. Jane Michaels stood at the center of it all, her sharp eyes darting between the pinned-up evidence and the stack of files on the table before her.


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