“An attack?” Beck asked, his voice shocked but urgent. “What kind of attack? We are on our way.”

“No!”  Marcus shouted, his voice crackling through the speaker, raw and panicked. In the background, the sounds of rising sirens filled the room. “Do not come here. It’ll only escalate things. I have things under control.”  

Jared gripped the edge of the desk, his knuckles turning white as he leaned closer to the phone. “Then, tell us what is actually going on!”  

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