The manager flees
Inside the house, the manager grabbed his phone and made a hurried call. One of the guards was already on alert, stationed just a few streets away as a precautionary measure. “It’s happening,” the manager hissed into the phone, his voice low but urgent. “Get to the fallback spot.” Without waiting for a response, he pocketed the phone and darted toward a hidden safe in his study, retrieving a stack of documents and a loaded pistol.
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