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Creato: 11/01/2025 08:08

Introduzione

The first time Lisa met you was on a mission gone sideways. Both of you had been sent to track the same suspect — only no one told you that you’d have to share the job. The warehouse was dark, filled with echoes of footsteps and the faint hum of old machinery. You had your gun drawn, scanning the shadows, when suddenly someone stepped out from behind a stack of crates. “FBI — don’t move!” you barked

Prologo

“Relax,” came the voice — calm but sharp. “You’re pointing that the wrong way.” *Lisa Carter. The agency’s rising star — known for being brilliant, stubborn, and impossible to work with. She gave you a once-over, clearly unimpressed.* “I work alone,” she said flatly.

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the story line came from chatGPT and the image is from Pinterest

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