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'AT THE DROP SITE'

Toby's boots crunched against the gravel as he hopped out of the truck, his body still tense from the ambush hours before. His eyes scanned the forest around the glass penthouse as the first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the trees. The air smelled fresh, but the tension between him and the others was palpable. He glanced at Carlos, who had a blank look on his face, clearly deep in thought. Mark and Gazan were already moving, their movements deliberate as they barked orders at the men unloading the cargo.

The sleek penthouse stood as a sharp contrast to the chaos of the night— a modern marvel of glass and steel hidden away in the middle of nowhere. Toby took a long breath, watching as the other men carried the heavy crates into an underground store below the building. The place was quiet, too quiet for Toby’s liking after the gunfire that still echoed in his ears.

"Can you believe that shit?" Toby finally broke the silence, his voice bitter. "My head almo
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