Lester's irritation was evident in his voice as he responded to Marla's concerns. "Marla," he began, his tone tinged with annoyance, "Amira was unconscious when we kidnapped her. It's unlikely that she knows anything about our plan, or even who you are."
But Marla was having none of it. Her anger flared at Lester's dismissive tone, her frustration bubbling over. "I don't care," she interjected, her voice sharp with irritation. "We can't afford to take any chances. Find Amira and eliminate her. We need to be sure."
Before Lester could respond, Marla abruptly ended the call, her anger still smoldering. She knew her orders were extreme, but she couldn't shake the fear that gnawed at her from within. If Amira knew anything about their operation, it could spell disaster.
Lester glanced at El
