Tensed Situation

Charlie stormed into Detective George's office, his eyes blazing with determination. "I want to see Michael. Now."

The detective nodded, leading him to the cell where Michael was being held. As they approached, Charlie's smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

"Ah, Michael. Finally. I thought you could escape the world," Charlie said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Michael looked up, a sly smile spreading across his face. He rose from the cot, his eyes locked onto Charlie's, and began to walk closer, the bars of the cell separating them.

"You must be thinking you're some kind of hero, feeling overexcited," Michael sneered, his voice laced with mockery.

Charlie's smirk never wavered, his eyes flashing with anger. "You're the one who's been playing games, Michael. But the game is over. You've lost."

The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with animosity. Michael's eyes gleamed with defiance, but Charlie's gaze remained unwavering, his confidence and determination
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