Dawn in Rio seemed to carry a heavy silence, as if even the wind was afraid to blow. Eduardo observed the abandoned warehouse in the North Zone with fixed eyes, every muscle in his body on alert. At his side, Cecília trembled discreetly but maintained a firm expression.
Detective Sergio pointed to the map of the region, illuminated by the dim flashlight.
There are two main entrances... he said, his voice low, almost a whisper. A side gate and the back entrance. Improvised cameras, probably operated by her henchmen. We've already called in the police tactical team. We need to act with intelligence, not haste.
Eduardo clenched his fists, feeling anxiety devouring his chest.
Elisa is in there. I know it.
Cecília's gaze filled with compassion and determination.
It's going to work out, Eduardo. But we need to trust the plan.
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