Far across the Pacific, in Seattle, another investigator found herself drawn into a similar web of mystery. Eliza Thornton, an FBI agent, had been tracking a series of killings that mirrored Haruto's case. Each body - women arranged with clinical precision - had been discovered in various locations throughout the city, staged like grisly art installations.
When Eliza arrived in Tokyo to exchange information, she found herself drawn to Haruto's investigation. They shared not just an understanding of the case, but also a shared sense of unease.
"I've never seen anything like this," Eliza said one evening, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "It's as if The Architect is constructing something... building a narrative with every death."
Haruto nodded. "This isn't just a series of murders. It's an obsession. And we're running out of time to stop him."
When Eliza arrived in Tokyo to exchange information, she found herself drawn to Haruto's investigation. They shared not just an understanding of the case, but also a shared sense of unease.
"I've never seen anything like this," Eliza said one evening, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "It's as if The Architect is constructing something... building a narrative with every death."
Haruto nodded. "This isn't just a series of murders. It's an obsession. And we're running out of time to stop him."
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