Nothing.
Then—
Movement at the perimeter.
Not loud.
Not rushed.
Calculated.
Daniel watched through the screen.
Different men.
Different approach.
This wasn’t retrieval.
This was breach.
Security intercepted.
Not confrontation.
Containment.
They didn’t push further.
They observed.
Then withdrew.
Again.
But this time, it meant something else.
They had confirmed resistance.
Measured it.
