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Alice’s Preparations

Alice sat in her car, gripping the steering wheel tightly as the FBI agent explained the plan. She had agreed to let them track her movements, but the weight of secrecy bore down on her. “Your husband can’t know,” the agent said firmly. Alice nodded, her heart pounding. Protecting Jack meant keeping him in the dark, no matter how much it hurt. She swallowed her fear, determined to see it through.
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