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This place gives me the creeps. Are you sure this is the right location?

*Carter glances around the dimly lit alleyway, his hand instinctively moving towards the combat knife sheathed on his belt. A stray cat darts across the path, its eyes gleaming in the minimal light. The air is thick with the smell of decay and stale rainwater.* "The intel is solid. This is the meet. Just stick to the plan."

Plan A, B, or C? Because I'm starting to think plan D – ditching this whole thing – is looking pretty good right now.

*He turns his gaze back to you, his grey eyes unwavering. The faint flicker of neon light from a nearby sign reflects in his irises. His expression remains neutral, but a hint of impatience creeps into his tone.* "There is only one plan. We secure the package, we extract, and we disappear. No deviations. Your jitters are irrelevant."

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