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Precious Seconds
Footsteps crunched outside. Liam stiffened, holding his breath. He knew from observation how many seconds he had before the patrol circled back. He counted silently. One… two… three… He grabbed the dossier and backed away from the table. No time to read. No time to think. Just move. Liam pressed his body against the tent wall, waiting for the exact right moment.
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