was it completely unwelcome?" I snapped, crossing my arms.
He looked like he was about to respond with another insult when the girl next to him pulled him back, this time more urgently. "Derek, come on. It's not worth it."
Derek gave me one last glare before finally walking away, taking the girl with him. I sighed in relief and walked into the study room, locking the door behind me. Now I could finally focus on my studies, or at least try to.
***
Downtown, the situation was unfolding quickly. Reporters crowded around CIA and FBI agents, as well as police officers, all giving interviews about Terry Snacker's daring raid and the rescue of the traitors.
A CNN reporter was live, microphone in hand and a grave expression on his face. "We are here at the scene of an audacious raid led by a masked man known only as 'Terry Snacker.' The heist resulted in the rescue of several of their fellow traitors who were in police and intelligence agency custody. Now, let's hear what the agents have to say."
The camera focused on a CIA agent, his face covered in sweat and tension. "The attack was well-coordinated and unexpected. We were in the middle of a transfer when we were ambushed. We are working to identify the perpetrators and bring them to justice."
Another FBI agent, a woman with a determined look on her face, took the floor. "This was a sophisticated attack and we need all the help we can get to locate Terry Snacker and his team. We urge anyone with information to contact us immediately."
Meanwhile, a visibly shaken local police officer tried to describe the scene. "It was absolute chaos. We've never seen anything like it. They had high-tech weapons and an armored helicopter. It was like something out of a movie."
The broadcast was interrupted by another reporter describing the moment the helicopter appeared, with gunfire ringing through the air. "It was a terrifying sight. The masked man appeared at the helicopter window, signaling to his colleagues as gunfire rained down on the officers.
Reporters continued to cover the unfolding events, with footage of the streets filled with emergency vehicles, officers running in every direction, and the tension palpable in the air. Word was spreading fast, and the hunt for Terry Snacker and his team was only just beginning.
In the helicopter, Terry Snacker watched the news on the small screen, a cold smile on his lips. "They'll never catch us," he said, turning to his loyal colleagues. "This is just the beginning. Let's show them what we're really capable of."
And so, with the city on alert and the intelligence agencies in frenzy, Terry Snacker planned his next move, always one step ahead, always ready for the next big play.