209. Hidden Evidence
Author: Kayysemiu023
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By morning, Van’s exhaustion had settled into something harder, sharper.

He moved through the kitchen like a machine, fixing breakfast for the kids, kissing Ivy goodbye as she wrangled them into coats and backpacks.

He didn’t mention the phone call.

Or the black car.

Or the fingerprints.

He needed answers before he dragged his family any deeper into the quicksand.

When the door shut behind them, Van grabbed his jacket and keys, heading straight for the station without warning Raúl or Lange.

If they weren’t going to treat him like a real part of this investigation, fine.

He would do it himself.

★★★

The precinct lobby buzzed with the usual noise, but Van barely registered it.

He made a beeline for the records office — a cramped room stuffed with filing cabinets and bored clerks pretending to work.

"Morning," Van said, flashing a tight smile at the woman behind the counter.

"I’m supposed to pick up some paperwork. Officer Lange said he left it for me."

The woman didn’t even blink. She ju
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