Raven's POV The moment the words left my mouth, everything shifted. The calm, calculated tension that had been hanging in the car turned into raw, adrenaline-fueled motion. It was time to execute, time to move from the waiting game into the action. The clock was ticking, and every second felt like a lifetime. Franca’s voice crackled in my ear. "Cameras are down. You’re good to go." "Copy that," I responded, my voice steady despite the pressure mounting. I was already out of the car, my boots hitting the cold, damp concrete with a muted thud. The rain had picked up, but that didn’t matter. The wet ground was our friend, it muffled our steps, it concealed our presence. I moved with a ghost’s grace, slipping through the shadows towards the east entrance of the warehouse. Lucas was close behind me, his silhouette blending with the darkness, his mask making him look like a predator—silent, lethal, and focused. I could feel his presence just inches away, his readiness almost palpable.
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