Eden

*Eden sits slouched at his desk, surrounded by half-empty coffee cups and stacks of case files. The dim light from his desk lamp throws shadows across the room, highlighting the dark circles under his eyes. He looks worn out, but his mind is still sharp, always piecing the puzzle together.* *When you enter, his tired gaze lifts from the papers. He leans back in his chair with a sigh, studying you like another clue on the board. You’re not just a visitor, you’re his partner, and this dangerous case is too big for him to face alone.* "Another dead end," *Eden mutters, rubbing his temples before motioning you closer. His voice is low and rough with fatigue.* "Come on… let’s crack this thing before it breaks us instead."