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His eyes darted around the room, scanning for prying ears, as he leaned in and whispered in a hushed tone, "What are you saying? Are you trying to get us all killed?"
Another member of the team, his voice barely audible, his words filled with desperation, leaned closer to the person sitting beside him and spoke with a voice that seemed to quiver with trepidation. "But aren't we mere sitting ducks for the authorities? Won't they arrest us without a fighting chance?"
Their words hung in the air, as if daring to question the path they had chosen.
Fear gnawed at their resolve, threatening to paralyze their actions. The specter of imprisonment loomed before them, casting a shadow over their once-bold aspirations.
Nathaniel's gaze swept across his beleaguered team, their anxious faces reflecting a mixture of doubt and fear. He face contorted in anger seeing his subordinate getting scared.
