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The key? Be ruthless (part 1)
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After the man said that, he grabbed Ava by her chest and yanked her out with shocking force. The movement was so sudden and violent that her body jerked forward like a ragdoll. Jack and Christa, still pressed tightly against the wall behind them, felt their stomachs clench as though the air itself had been ripped out of their lungs. Fear washed over them in waves. Both could practically hear their own hearts hammering in their chests, loud and frantic, like war drums in their ears.

The guard, oblivious and overconfident, did not even think to check behind the very same wall where the other two had been hiding. He was too focused on Ava. His ignorance, however, felt like a thin thread stretched taut, ready to snap at any second.

“Kpaaa!” The sharp sound of a slap echoed through the space. Ava’s head whipped to the side as the man’s hand left a red mark across her cheek. His voice followed, deep and harsh, the kind of voice shaped by years of smoke and gravel, the sound of a throat that
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    Before the man who had flanked Jack, the criminal Terrance could even pull the trigger, a sharp, piercing welp echoed from the corner of the hallway. It was Christa. She couldn't contain herself after seeing the man creeping behind Jack. In a way, that sound saved his life. The sound was high-pitched, almost childish, and yet loaded with fear that sliced through the chaos like a knife. Jack’s stomach turned over, a frozen weight settling in his gut. His heart didn’t just race. It seemed to stop, then slam against his ribs like it wanted out. He spun, gun raised, and saw her immediately. Christa was out there, fully exposed, standing just far enough from cover that any bullet could end her in an instant. Her eyes were wide, glimmering with tears, catching the harsh color of the light, and scattering it across her face like fragile glass. Funny enough, Jack’s brain couldn't even think in that instant. His gaze locked on her, and the message was clear without words: “Didn’t I tell

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    Before the man who had flanked Jack, the criminal Terrance could even pull the trigger, a sharp, piercing welp echoed from the corner of the hallway. It was Christa. She couldn't contain herself after seeing the man creeping behind Jack. In a way, that sound saved his life. The sound was high-pitched, almost childish, and yet loaded with fear that sliced through the chaos like a knife. Jack’s stomach turned over, a frozen weight settling in his gut. His heart didn’t just race. It seemed to stop, then slam against his ribs like it wanted out. He spun, gun raised, and saw her immediately. Christa was out there, fully exposed, standing just far enough from cover that any bullet could end her in an instant. Her eyes were wide, glimmering with tears, catching the harsh color of the light, and scattering it across her face like fragile glass. Funny enough, Jack’s brain couldn't even think in that instant. His gaze locked on her, and the message was clear without words: “Didn’t I tell

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    “Hey, hands where I can see them!”Jack’s voice cracked. He tried to make it sound strong, commanding, like he was in charge. But that was not how it sounded. It came out sharp and shaky, and it betrayed how scared he was.His arm trembled as he pointed the gun. He could feel the sweat on his palm, the weight of the weapon pulling down on him like it wanted to fall from his hands and clatter to the floor. He had never done this before. Never aimed a real gun at anyone. But here he was, finger shaking over the trigger.The two men froze. Their backs were turned when they first heard him, and for that split second, there was tension in their bodies, stiff like prey caught off guard. They didn’t know who it was behind them. Could’ve been the cops. Could’ve been one of their victims finding a sudden spine. Or maybe someone else entirely.They turned around slowly, deliberately, eyes cutting into the room until they landed on him.They didn’t drop their weapons.“Hey!” Jack barked again, l

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    Bullets rained down on the car like an avalanche, relentless and unforgiving. The sharp cracks of gunfire echoed through the air, each bullet punching holes into the metal frame with sickening impacts that rattled the entire vehicle. Jack, Christa, and Ava kept their heads ducked low, hearts hammering wildly, their eyes fixed somewhere inside the car because there was no time to glance at the road ahead. Their survival depended on raw instinct alone.The assailants showed no sign of stopping. While the bullets riddled the Rolls-Royce, their car aggressively rammed the side, trying to push Jack’s vehicle off balance, to force it into a deadly collision. Jack’s mind raced even as his hands tightened around the steering wheel. He knew the car’s body offered only partial protection. The metal could block some shots, but the high-velocity 9mm rounds from the Uzi could very well punch through and hit one of them. It was a chilling possibility he refused to let happen.Jack’s eyes flicked to

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