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Wells' manor, nestled halfway up a mountain and far from the city, offered the illusion of seclusion. However, the spies lurking in the surrounding jungle were painfully obvious. Without the cover of a crowd, their presence was as conspicuous as targets on a firing range.

"Take them out," ordered Al
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