Present Day - Thursday Morning, 4 AM
The explosion above them shakes dust from the underground facility's ceiling.
Sophie stands calmly in the center of the chaos while everyone else dives for cover.
"They're coming for me now," she announces with the same tone she might use to mention that it's raining outside.
Aria reaches for her daughter, maternal instinct overriding everything else.
"Sophie, we need to hide you."
"No, Mama. I need to go with them."
"Absolutely not."
"It's part of the plan."
"What plan? You're four years old. You don't get to have plans that involve being kidn*pped by international criminals."
Sophie takes her mother's hand with surprising gentleness.
"Mama, sometimes the only way to win is to let the bad people think they're getting what they want."
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