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Previously

…Rossi’s mind raced, piecing together the fragmented clues, the whispers from the street, the chilling patterns. The killer was out there, moving in the shadows, a phantom cloaked in violence. And Rossi was determined to drag them into the light, no matter the cost. The city held its breath, a silent witness to the escalating game of cat and mouse. The hunter and the hunted. And for the first time, Rossi felt a chilling certainty that the lines between them were becoming irrevocably blurred.