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“They know,” I say.
“Yeah,” Mila replies. “They definitely know.”
“Almost there,” Daniel says.
The panel flashes—
Red.
Red.
Red—
Then—
Green.
The door unlocks.
Heavy.
Final.
“Go!” I snap.
We move instantly.
Through the door.
Inside—
And the moment we cross the threshold—
Alarms explode.
Loud.
Piercing.
No more stealth.
No more quiet.
“Guess we’re done sneaking,” I mutter.
Mila smirks slightly.
“About time.”
Behind us, the door slams shut.
Locking.
Sealing.
Trapping us inside the heart of it all.
I glance at her.
