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no technician. No bomb squad. Only instinct. Christopher slid both hands beneath Emma and the cushion at once. Gasps erupted around the room. Daniel shouted, “Sir!” but Christopher was already moving. Timer: 00:05. Emma cried out, “Daddy!” He crushed her against his chest. Timer: 00:04. He ripped the entire cushion free. Timer: 00:03. He ran, straight continue reading …
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