In the dim room, shadows danced as Alexei Volkov moved in silence. The steady breathing of his target filled the air—unaware, asleep. Each step was measured, the weight of his mission pressing on him. This was what he had trained for: a silent end beneath the cover of night. Doubt flickered, but he pushed it away. The goal was clear
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