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Allison's POV.

The first week in town was restless. My team, a unit of elite secret agents, was tasked with dismantling an international crime syndicate using high-profile museums as fronts for smuggling stolen artifacts.

We had been briefed, geared up, and ready to strike. Our informant had pinpointed the heist location: the newly opened government museum.

The museum, filled with valuable artifacts, was crowded with visitors. Under the guise of tourists, we blended in, assessing potential threats.

The air was thick with tension as we walked through the grand hallways. The call came through our earpieces, Viktoh’s voice steady and authoritative: “It’s time.”

With practiced precision, we walked through the museum, our eyes sharp, our movements calculated.

As we approached the target area, I felt a surge of adrenaline as we removed our disguises and began to attack.

We were closing in on the thieves, ready to intercept, when I saw him.

Williams.

For a moment, everything els