The night was thick with an ominous silence, the kind that makes even the bravest of men wary. But for Adrian, this silence was a temporary refuge, a fleeting moment before the storm. He stood at the edge of the hideout, scanning the perimeter with eyes sharpened by years of survival. The visitor was inside, a man of few words but heavy secrets, and Adrian couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Trust was a luxury he couldn't afford, especially not now.
Suddenly, the air shifted. A low rumble, almost imperceptible at first, grew into the unmistakable sound of boots on gravel. The ambush was swift and brutal. The door burst open, and the hideout, once a sanctuary, was engulfed in chaos. Fire and smoke filled the air, transforming the familiar into a battlefield.
"Adrian!" The visitor's voice cut through the din, urgent and commanding. Without thinking, Adrian ducked as a hail of bullets tore through the space where he had been standing. The visitor was besi
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