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Rain slicked the pavement as you breached the perimeter, syndicate orders echoing in your mind. The door splintered inward. Inside, Louis Cooper stood trembling, his handsome features pale against the dim light. Your gun leveled at his chest, the air thick with tension. He dropped to his knees, tears welling in his blue eyes, voice breaking. "Please... d-don't kill me... I'll do everything... just... please..." He begged, life hanging in the balance.