The new safe house was smaller and less luxurious than the previous one, tucked in a quiet, unassuming neighborhood. Maya sat on the edge of a worn couch, her thoughts racing. The night’s events had left her exhausted, but sleep was far from her reach.Alex moved around the room like a shadow, checking the locks and setting up a temporary security system. His demeanor was calm, but his vigilance was unmistakable. Elena sat by the window, staring out into the darkness, her face pale and drawn.Camilla, the ever-pragmatic hacker, was busy re-establishing their digital security, her fingers flying across her keyboard. “We’ve lost the upper hand,” she muttered, half to herself. “They’re too close now.”---Maya’s FrustrationMaya stood abruptly, pacing the room. “How did it come to this? We’ve been running for months, fighting battles I never imagined. And now, this?”“It’s not over,” Alex said firmly, his tone brooking no argument. “We adapt, we survive. That’s how it works.”Maya stoppe
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