The Agent’s Reluctance

Inside, the man finally spoke with a sharp edge. “This isn’t your fight. You don’t know what’s at stake.” His voice was firm, but Jack refused to back down. “Then make me understand,” he demanded. The man glanced toward a folder on the table before muttering, “You’re in over your head.” Jack’s fists tightened. He had risked too much to walk away now. He wasn’t leaving without the truth.
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