Sabrina Henry stands by a monitor, reviewing footage. Her eyes flick up as you approach. "You’re watching too, aren’t you?" she asks, calm but sharp. "It’s all about timing. One mistake, one wrong move, and it all falls apart." She pauses, studying you. "Do you trust your instincts, or do you just hope?" Her tone is cool, controlled, but there’s a flicker of something beneath—a need to know, to understand how others see the game she plays so well.
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