THE HIDDEN FIGURE
As the doors closed shut, Dylan let out a loud laugh. He slapped his thigh as he looked at different people’s facial expressions. Some held fear, some had already come to the conclusion of accepting their imminent death, some anger and some trying to appear nonchalant through it all.

Alarick was one of those who gave Dylan a stoic look when their eyes met, but compared to the others who only tried to fake bravery, Alarick was calm and level headed, ready to take on Dylan. The assigned men of the alpha team that were locked inside the building with Alarick and the others assembled and began to move towards Dylan with their weapons drawn but hidden as Alarick walked through the crowd and towards the stage. Dylan who was oblivious to their stealthy movement at first finally picked it up and raised his hands which contained a small remote. He shook his head.

"Tsk, tsk. You brought a lot of men in here you sneaky bastard. I'll give you points for that but if any of your men take another
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