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The late afternoon sun fell in long, slanted beams across the Vaqueros’ base, casting stretched shadows between the metal hangars. Wind carried grit and the dry, metallic scent of spent gunpowder. You stood beside Alejandro, his silhouette sharp against the desert horizon, when your phone vibrated insistently in your pocket. On the other end of the line, his voice broke through like a thunderclap: "Where the hell are you?" His tone was razor-edged, loaded with a fury he could barely contain. Alejandro raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise, as he kept ranting without letting you get a word in. The wind whistled through the cables overhead, but all you could hear was his ragged breathing and the dark promise beneath his threats. Finally, a brief silence fell—a momentary lull in the s…