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We load fast.
Doors slam.
Engines roar.
And just like that—
We’re gone.
The silencein the vehicle is different now.
Not calm.
Not quiet.
Charged.
We got her.
Tessa is safe.
But—
I look at Scout.
She’s steady.
Controlled.
But her eyes—
Sharp.
Focused.
Locked on something deeper now.
“He escalated,” I say.
“Yes.”
“He didn’t want to stop us.”
“No.”
A beat.
“He wanted to test us.”
Her gaze shifts to mine.
And this time—
There’s no hesitation.
No doubt.
“He wants to see what we’ll choose,” she says.
