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Wait—
First one rounds the corner.
I fire.
He drops.
Second one tries to follow.
Jase takes him out before he clears the frame.
We fall into rhythm.
Like we’ve done this a thousand times.
Because we have.
But this?
This feels different.
This feels like the end of something.
Or the beginning.
Hard to tell which.
Gunfire echoes through the house.
Then—
A new sound cuts through the chaos.
Low.
Heavy.
Growing louder.
Jase’s head snaps slightly.
“You hear that?”
I do.
And for the first time since this started—
A flicker of something hits.
Not fear.
Not exactly.
Something sharper.
Hope.
Outside—
