The Waiting Game
Backup was on its way, but the wait was unbearable. Every second dragged like an eternity. Izzy’s pulse hammered as she imagined discovery. If the crew suspected their plans, it would be over before it began. The captives grew restless, their hope tempered with fear. Then the signal came: reinforcements had arrived, ready to move in. The officers exchanged quick nods. The time for waiting was over. The storm was about to break.
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