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Margot had always been an exemplary police officer in the eyes of her superiors. Known for her rigidity and firm posture, she had forged a solid career, shaped by the law and the conviction that duty took precedence over all. At that moment, something stirred inside her. To Margot, Patrice seemed out of place. Perhaps because he was alone, surrounded by such expensive cars, or because of the way he looked around him, as if he were calculating every detail of the store. Her police instincts, however blurred by an unconscious prejudice, triggered an internal alarm. She did not know at that moment that Patrice was not an ordinary citizen. He was an FBI agent, infiltrated in the middle of a secret mission. But to Margot, that mattered little. At that moment, he was only a suspect. With a firm step, her hand already close to her belt where her badge shone, symbol of her authority, Margot approached Patrice. The atmosphere around them seemed to compress. The once-soothing silence of the store was becoming oppressive. Patrice, for his part, noticed her approach, but kept his demeanor calm. He had been through this scene before. He knew what was coming next. “Excuse me, sir,” Margot said, her voice controlled but filled with an almost rehearsed authority. “What exactly are you doing here? Are you looking for something… specific?” Patrice, slowly looking up, caught the implication in her words. He knew this attitude before—the hasty judgment, the distrust based solely on her appearance. Despite his secret mission, an irritation was rising inside him. He couldn’t believe that, even in a public place, in the middle of an FBI operation, he was still being treated like a suspect. “I’m just looking at cars, like any other customer,” Patrice replied, her voice low but full of conviction. But that wasn’t enough for Margot. Her gaze shifted from Patrice to the cars, suspicious. “Looking at cars? Alone? In a store like this? Are you sure you’re not planning something… bigger? Maybe a robbery?” The air grew heavier. Patrice’s heart raced, but he controlled the urge to confront her immediately. He knew that, in this moment, the slightest misplaced word could turn this interaction into something far more dangerous. But Margot, lost in her judgment, took a step forward. “Sir, I suggest you cooperate. It’s clear that you’re not here by chance. What are you planning?” Margot narrowed her eyes, trying to detect any sign of confession. The tension between them was becoming palpable. Patrice, accustomed to keeping his cool under pressure, felt his patience crumbling. He was no longer willing to be treated like a criminal. Not this time. The stage was set, the scene ready for the impending conflict. There, between luxury cars and invisible suspicions, a story of injustice and betrayal began to unfold that would change their lives forever. You will be surprised by what will happen in this story. An incredible and unimaginable turnaround! I ask you with all my heart to leave a like and subscribe to the channel!