The Operation
In the observation room, they watched live feeds as agents stormed multiple locations. Suspects were taken down, hidden stashes uncovered. Alice’s chest tightened with every gun drawn, every shout through static-filled radios. At one point, a suspect barricaded himself, slowing the raid. Jack held his breath, bracing for disaster. Then the call came—suspect secured, operation moving forward. Relief swept the room, but Alice knew it wasn’t over until the last target fell.
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