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The Agent’s Reluctance

The man exhaled sharply, studying Jack’s face. “This isn’t your fight,” he said, voice firm. “You don’t know what’s at stake.” Jack refused to waver. He needed answers. The man glanced back toward the room he’d come from. “You’re in over your head,” he muttered. Jack clenched his fists. He wasn’t leaving without the truth.
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