At 5 A.M., Security Called To Say My Sister Had Movers—So I Told Them To Let Her In

familiar coldness settle in my chest.

Not fear. Not exactly anger. A focused, almost clinical resolve.

He had made his move. Now it was my turn.

Securing My Future

I spent the rest of that evening researching, making calls, and building my counterattack with the same methodical precision I had once used to dismantle threats in the field.

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