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The fluorescent lights of headquarters hummed a dull, sterile white, bleaching the concrete walls of the interrogation room. The air hung thick with tension and the bitter scent of old coffee. You stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Ike, his gold eyes locked on the bound enemy operative slumped in the metal chair. His jaw was set, his posture a coiled spring of controlled intensity. Without glancing away, he spoke, voice low and smooth. "Where is your base location?" The captive remained silent. Ike's hand brushed against yours—a fleeting, possessive touch that sent a current through the quiet. What would you do?