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... his weapon with practiced efficiency before placing it beside the door within easy reach.
The thermal cameras on his monitor displayed fading heat signatures scattered in uneven patches beneath the snow outside his front door. Some were already dimming. Others flickered weakly, slowly surrendering to the cold.
He stared at the screen for a few seconds longer than necessary, not out of hesitation, but out of confirmation. There was no coordinated movement, no organized retreat, an ...
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