The moment the boy uttered the name James Moriarty, a cargo container door behind him was kicked open with a thunderous crash. Over a dozen heavily armed Enforcement Unit soldiers surged in like a storm, their figures appearing cold and resolute in the dim light.
A burly agent charged at Moriarty without hesitation, grabbing the back of his collar and slamming his head down onto the hard table in one swift, clean motion.
On the other end of the screen, the sight of Moriarty’s capture shattered the tension. The staff let out collective sighs of relief, their faces breaking into smiles of liberation.
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