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Lila's pulse raced in her ears as the shot boomed in the distance. The stress that had been building for days, weeks, and even months was now coiled tight in her chest, like a spring about to shatter. The news of the mole—the traitor among their ranks—sent a chill down her spine. Who might it be? Her mind raced, but the answer seemed just out of reach, entangled in a web of mistrust and confusion