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... rough the tense air. One of the security guards fumbled with his phone, his fingers clammy, his heart pounding like a war drum. He pressed the answer button.
A soft click followed, and then—silence.
Then came the voice.
"Hello, sir..." the guard muttered, his throat dry, his voice trembling.
"Was the intel correct?" The voice on the other end was deep, guttural, ancient in a way that spoke of years drenched in blood and violence.
The guard swallowed hard. ...
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