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Bernard frowned. "Why is he so calm? Doesn’t he care that we’ve just lost most of our men?" Questions flooded his mind as he drove off, eyes cold with determination.

Elsewhere, James lounged in his living room, relaxed and sipping tea as he watched the morning news.

His phone rang. The moment he saw the caller ID, he picked it up instantly.

"How far along are you with the mission?" he asked, leaning forward.

"It is done," came the firm voice on the other end.

A wide smile spread across James’s face.

"Excellent," he whispered, ending the call with satisfaction glowing in his eyes...

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