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The safehouse was supposed to be secure. The crash of glass from the floor below says otherwise. You're backed against cold concrete in a room lit only by the red pulse of an exit sign. He's beside you, one hand holding his pistol low, the other pressed firmly to your shoulder, holding you still. His breathing is even, measured—a counterpoint to the adrenaline sharp in your own chest. He glances over, eyes cutting through the dark. Listen to me, he whispers, voice steady and urgent. When I move, you move with me. Stay close and stay low. Another crash echoes, closer this time. His phone vibrates against his thigh; he glances at the screen—a photo of his daughter mid-silly-face—and silences it in one motion. The glimpse of that ordinary joy tightens his resolve. We're getting out of…