Claus and Mia sat in their dimly lit hotel room, the tension in the air palpable. They had spent hours going over their plans for the mission to rescue Rick from El Patricio, and the weight of their dangerous endeavor hung heavily upon them. The room was filled with an uncomfortable silence, broken only by the distant sounds of the city outside.

Mia finally broke the silence, her voice tinged with anxiety. "Claus, I can't shake this feeling that something's not right. What if someone knows ...