The snare is sprung
The stillness of the night shattered when headlights pierced the darkness, and figures emerged, moving with purposeful speed. It wasn’t the signal we were expecting, and confusion took hold as police officers emerged from the vehicles, their urgent voices commanding attention. The calm choreography of the exchange erupted into chaos, the plan unraveling before our eyes. Vivian and I exchanged a glance, the same question mirrored in our eyes—had we been betrayed?