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Sundown has a way of changing the color of worry. It slathers the city in amber where things look more honest and also harder to hide. Nicole watched the light come like a slow burn through the hospital blinds and tried to treat it like scenery instead of a countdown clock.

Harrow, in his suit that sounded like courtrooms, had actually moved fast — he’d filed an emergency notice asking the clerk to freeze any motion from the Wythe folder, citing ongoing forensic review. ...