Elias didn't answer immediately. He was staring at a weathered leather satchel, the kind that hadn't been in style since the fifties. He pulled on a fresh pair of latex gloves, the snap echoing in the cavernous room. With the practiced delicacy of a surgeon, he unbuckled the strap.
He slid the top photo out. It showed his own father, a man who had disappeared thirty years prior, standing in front of a storefront that shouldn't have existed. Beside him was the current mayor, decades younger, holding a briefcase with a very specific, jagged emblem on the side. [S3E3] Look at What We Have Here
"Found something?" his partner, Sarah, asked, leaning against the cold metal doorframe. Elias didn't answer immediately
"Let's go," he said, pocketing the key. "The shift just started." With the practiced delicacy of a surgeon, he
"Look at what we have here," Elias whispered, his voice catching.