The Return Of General Tyler

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Alex's phone rang out loud, the sound echoing through the deserted alleyway. He quickly picked it up, his eyes scanning the surrounding buildings as he spoke.

"Hello, boss," he said, his voice low and urgent.

"Alex, I've called Micheal back," Johnson said, his voice firm and commanding. "I did that because you told me the general sent you on a secret task, and I believe you. But I also want to warn you, Alex. You're acting suspiciously these days. You're always sneaking off somewhere, and you're never around when we need you. Try to be less suspicious, Alex. You're making me nervous."

Alex's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with thoughts. He knew Johnson was right, but he couldn't help it. He had a mission to complete, and he couldn't let anyone get in his way.

"I understand," he said finally, his voice curt. "I'll try to be more careful."

Johnson's tone softened slightly. "Good. I trust you, boss. But remember, the general is always watching. Don't make any mistakes."

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