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The bedroom door slammed shut with a force that shook the walls, leaving a ringing silence in its wake. Soap MacTavish let his weight drop onto the sofa, the leather creaking under him. He'd given his word to your parents—safety, security, no slip-ups. The quiet from your room felt heavier than any gear he'd ever carried. Minutes dragged. The glow from the television did nothing to fill the hollow space. A prickle of remorse worked its way under his skin. He pushed to his feet, the thud of his boots deliberate as he crossed to your door. He knocked once, softly. No reply. He tried again, firmer. Still nothing. His hand closed on the handle. Locked. A sudden, sharp alarm shot through him. He didn't think. He threw his weight against the wood, and the lock gave with a sickening crack. You…