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A middle-aged man in a hardhat, covered in grease, with a busted electrical box under one arm. He was a dockside maintenance foreman, the one responsible for the overpass that had nearly collapsed the night before. "You're the guy from the video?" he asked, winded. "I don't care who you are. Come with me. That bridge didn't fail on its own." "What do you mean?" "Someone tampered with the load beam ahead of time," he said through clenched teeth. "I checked the break this morning. It's fresh. Not old damage, not an accident. Someone set it up to fail at exactly that time." Noah and Lucy exchanged a look. Second reversal. The overpass collapse wasn't just one disaster leading to another.