"Damn it, it looks like they fell for it!"
Realizing they had been tricked, the FBI agents quickly scattered across the rooftop to search for Grenache. Soon, someone spotted a flash of golden hair vanishing across the opposite roof.
"Dammit, does that woman have wings?" An FBI agent who had sprinted to the edge of the rooftop stopped just in time, realizing that the gap between their roof and the one where the figure had been spotted was at least three meters wide.
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