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The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls as Jack builds a tower of blocks on the carpet. Outside, the street is quiet, the kind of silence that feels heavy, wrong. A faint creak from the hallway makes you freeze, your heart hammering as you peer through the peephole. The face staring back—cold, familiar, merciless—is George Foyet. You snatch Jack into your arms, his small hands gripping your shirt, and dial Aaron with trembling fingers. His voice comes through, sharp and urgent, the BAU's murmur in the background. "What's wrong?" he demands. You whisper the name that shattered your family, and the silence that follows is a thunderclap. Then Aaron's voice returns, steel wrapped in calm: "We're coming. Keep him safe." The line st…