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ence was a blind spot, a piece missing from the puzzle of their relationship. The following day, the tension within the team was palpable. John, his eyes

true intentions and clarify Stella's role in this whole mess. He found Steve tinkering w

an, his voice direct

strained. "Sure thing, Char

eve's reaction. "Your involvement with this heist

. "Stella's… concerned about her father," he finally said, his voice low

ur stake in all thi

in his eyes. "Let's just say I have my own

ned. "Spill it, Steve. Wha

n only by the hum of a nearby fluorescent light. Fin

e and out. Used to work for the security company that installed it. But I messed up, go

impenetrable thanks to my 'improvements' is actually riddled wit

ertise was invaluable, his knowledge of the vault's vulnerabilities a game-changer. But hi

ie asked, his voice firm. "How

mutual friend," he said cryptically. "Someone w

ad to go on. He knew he couldn't fully trust Steve, but they needed his skills. The question th

the palazzo's security network. Rob meticulously scouted the canal routes, planning for every possible obstacle under the moonlight.

ing Stella, his focus wavered. Charlie, burdened by the weight of leadership and the un

sed a meeting – John, Steve, and him. They gathered on the rooftop overlooking the

stated, his voice firm. "A

can't keep her in the dark. The more secre

agreement. "You're right, Charlie. But how

to her," he said, his voice calm and colle

tives remained shrouded in mystery, but he might be their