As another hour passed without incident, tension hung heavy in the air, constricting everyone's throats. With each tick of the clock, the realization sunk deeper: their enemies were gradually unraveling their tactics. It was only a matter of time before the Winters' sanctuary within the building would be discovered.
In the cramped confines of the apartment, the prospect of combat seemed daunting. With their own people filling the space, any altercation could quickly turn chaotic, leaving them vulnerable to a swift attack. Their only solace lay in the hope that their adversaries wouldn't resort to explosives or other destructive means to eliminate them.
