The Ultimate Return of Carlos

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Carlos sat in the dimly lit living room, the silence only broken by the occasional clatter of keys as Jon worked on his laptop. The weight of the situation settled on him, pressing heavily against his chest. He’d been through a lot, but this… this was different. Tomorrow, they’d be facing Edgar, a man who seemed untouchable, a man with power, money, and the ruthlessness to destroy anyone who crossed him. But they had no choice. It was either strike first or be hunted.

He glanced across the room at Jon, who was entirely focused on the glowing screen in front of him. Whatever he was working on, it had to do with tomorrow’s mission. He was double checking everything— the coordinates, the intel, the logistics. Making sure there were no mistakes.

Carlos pushed himself off the couch, his mind racing. He couldn’t just sit there any longer, not with all that was hanging over them. He needed to talk to Jon. They hadn’t really had a proper introduction, and Jon was risking just as much as he w