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The atmosphere in the industrial wasteland shifted instantly. It was Marcus and Caleb, two of the younger marksmen from Sarah’s original squad, who had spoken up. The moment they saw Yvonne Blue and Yvonne’s sister, Bluebelle, their eyes practically glazed over. Both women had traded their designer gowns for custom-fitted camouflage. The tactical belts cinched their waists, highlighting their slender curves, while the olive drab fabric made their pale, porcelain skin glow under the factory skylights. Their delicate features, framed by rugged combat helmets, projected an image of "damsels in distress" that triggered every protective instinct in the younger men. To be fair, Chloe Bishop and Sarah Vance were stunning in their own right—radiating a cold, lethal elegance—but they were "taken"

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