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“Identify yourself.” Kyle kept his voice steady, even as the intensity of his grip on the stranger’s collar betrayed his wariness.
The man had approached as quietly as a shadow, unseen until the moment he was spotted lurking behind the remnants of the shattered glass door. Only the faintest traces of his gray robe could be glimpsed from the darkness of the doorway. With an eerie calm, Kyle finished securing the first man’s wrists with handcuffs.
His voice never wavered as he questioned with a slight taunt, “Are you the mastermind behind all of this? Or perhaps you are merely another cog in the machine?”
