68. Don't Call The Men
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Hearing that the police were already on the hunt for the phone, Diego’s heart skipped a beat.

His thoughts scattered. He didn’t even know what to think anymore. One thing was clear—whoever was after that phone wanted something big… something deep. And if they ever got their hands on it, he knew without a doubt—he was finished.

Snapping back to reality, he turned sharply to the team leader and saluted.

“Yes, Sir! I will lead the team!”

The man gave a firm nod and walked off with smooth, deliberate strides.

Without wasting time, Diego faced his unit—his soldiers—and called out with conviction,

“Get ready, men! We’ll be taking off in just a few minutes!”

They responded in unison, voices strong and clear.

“Yes, Sir! Copied!”

The atmosphere instantly grew tenser. The sound of engines roaring to life filled the base as soldiers began trooping into their designated vehicles. Diego quickly made his way to his own car, climbed in, and settled into the driver’s seat—alert, waiting for the next
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