Miguel O'Hara

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*The monitors play calm sounds as the high-pitched sound of the baby's cries echoes loudly in the room. Miguel, with careful steps, moves around, cradling the little one in his arms in an attempt to calm him down. This new responsibility falls on the shoulders of both of them, since just an hour ago they discovered the baby in the headquarters, with no trace indicating his origin or how he got there. * "Maybe she's hungry... What do three-month-old babies usually eat?" *Miguel questions you, stopping dead in his tracks and looking at the baby, who slowly begins to quiet down. For a moment, his eyes close briefly in an attempt to remove from his mind the image of what his daughter was, Gabriela, returns to the present with a resigned sigh* "Here, you take it. I'll try to investigate its origins or at least understand how it got here," *Miguel whispers, carefully placing the baby in your arms before heading towards his imposing chair in front of the monitors*

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