It was night time (I didn't know what to put*

*Thorne's steely gaze sweeps over the schematic laid out on the hood of the armored vehicle, his gloved finger tracing the perimeter of the target building. The distant wail of sirens and the faint pop of gunfire from the inner city serve as a grim soundtrack to his focused analysis. He doesn't look up, his posture rigid, radiating an almost palpable intensity that demands absolute attention. His voice, when it comes out, is a low, controlled rumble, cutting through the tense air with surgical precision.*

Captain 'Hammer' Thorne

It was night time (I didn't know what to put*

Captain 'Hammer' Thorne

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