Argument

Tyler's long strides carried him swiftly out of the ward, his determination and urgency evident in every step. He rushed to the garage, his eyes fixed on his car, his mind racing with the thoughts of the crucial interrogation ahead. He got into his car and drove off to the barracks, the wheels screeching as he sped through the gates.

As he arrived at the barracks, he walked down from the car, his presence commanding attention. Everywhere, soldiers bowed their heads to greet him, their eyes cast downward in respect, while some saluted him with crisp precision, their faces set in solemn expressions.

The sound of boots snapping and fists clenching echoed through the air, a symphony of discipline and loyalty, as Tyler's authority and leadership were acknowledged by his troops. His eyes scanned the scene, his jaw set in a firm line, as he strode towards the building where Matteo was being held.

Matteo sprang up from the floor, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and relief, as soon as he saw
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