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... ef and despair.
The mist, previously a filmy and subtle veil, now seemed to thicken and condense, as if the earth itself were holding its breath, anticipating the carnage.
"Where is he, bitch!? Where!?" The spy’s voice, hoarse and laden with hatred and frustration, ripped through the silence.
His eyes, trained for years to detect the slightest movement, the slightest disturbance in the air, frantically searched for any sign of Leonard. Any clue that would lead him to his ...
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