The Return Of General Tyler

No escape this time

"Okay, boss," Judge and Eric replied in unison, their voices firm and resolute. With a nod, they turned to leave, their footsteps echoing as they departed.

Tyler and his team stood ready, awaiting the arrival of the law officers. The air was tense with anticipation.

Just then, Sanya's phone pierced the silence, shrill in the stillness. She answered, her voice crisp and authoritative.

"Good morning, ma," the officer on the other end said. "We're almost at the location."

"Good morning, officer," Sanya replied, her tone measured. "We'll join you shortly. Keep your team positioned and ready."

Sanya's eyes locked onto Tyler's, a silent communication passing between them. With a curt nod, Tyler signaled his team to move out.

As they filed out, Sanya's gaze lingered on the departing figures, her mind racing with strategy and contingency plans. The operation was about to unfold, and she needed to be prepared for every eventuality.

The morning sunlight cast long shadows across the landscape, c