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Chapter 38, Dangerous Escalation.
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The smoke had barely cleared when the news reached them, Haitham's office had been hit. A drone strike. It was precise and brutal.

By the time Ali, Marwan, Hazim and the others arrived at the hospital, the scene was chaotic. Haitham's wife clutched his uninjured hand, her face streaked with tears, while his daughters sobbed quietly in the corner. The doctors moved briskly, their voices low and grim.

Marwan gritted his teeth, fists clenched. "Whoever did this... I'll find them. I don't care if I
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