"Customs enforcers raid the docks unexpectedly, forcing Rafael to slip away through the shadows before his identity is exposed."
The tactical radio earpiece hummed with low static, carrying Zhea's sharp, distant voice from the control center as Rafael stepped silently backward into the dark recess between two towering steel shipping containers.
"The perimeter is entirely sealed, Rafael," Zhea whispered over the encrypted channel, her fingers clicking rhythmically against her mechanical keyboard. "They brought two squad transports and a heavy armored carrier."
"Let them sweep the empty dock yards," Rafael replied softly, his voice remaining smooth, steady, and entirely devoid of panic as the beam of a heavy flashlight swept across the wet concrete inches from his boots.
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