Proof in the Flesh
The realization hit her hard. The face matched the photos, the tone identical to the recording etched in her memory. It was him—there was no mistake. Relief and tension collided inside Izzy. She stepped forward cautiously, her voice steady despite the rush of adrenaline. “We found your message,” she explained, hands trembling. “We know what they did.” Ahmed’s guarded expression softened slightly. Against all odds, their mission had brought them face to face.
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