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Her Fantasy Ambush
Damn it! She had lost him! Her mind filled with curses, insults she thought she deserved. How had he managed to escape their ambush? They had planned it so well. Agent Ann, Detective Midnight, and herself had planned it down to the last possibility. Half the people in the crowd were undercover, local police, or volunteers who had agreed to help them in their arrest. She hissed into her walkie-talkie, “Agent Ann, Detective Midnight! Please respond… Where are you? Have you got him?” There...