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The sound of helicopters continued to fill the air, their rotors slicing through the thick smoke that billowed from the wreckage of the mansion. Ethan’s senses were hightened, his mind focused, but there was an unfamiliar chill settling in his bones. Dante’s men weren’t here on a capture midsion. They were here to make sure nothing and no one remained standing.

“Move!” Ethan shouted