In the dimly lit annex, an air of panic gripped the Martinez women, their eyes fixated on the surveillance screens that flickered with revelations of betrayal. The unfolding drama, veiled in shadows, sent shockwaves through their core. Maria and Lailana, desperately seeking a way to warn their kin without alerting the assailants, engage in a frantic brainstorming session.
"We can't use our phones. It will give away their positions," Maria exclaimed, her eyes darting between screens that unveiled the sinister plot.
Lailanna, her brows furrowed with worry, nodded in agreement. "We need a subtle way to communicate with them. Something that won't raise suspicion or alert the assailants."
The tense atmosphere thickened as they pondered their limited options. In the dimly lit room, Melissa, o
