Assurances and Threats

Michael removed his straps and followed David out of the plane. The extraction team led them to a waiting convoy of black SUVs. They drove for a short distance before arriving at a heavily guarded compound surrounded by high walls and barbed wire.

As they entered the facility, they were escorted into a large, stark building. The interior was cold and functional, with minimal decoration. The team led them down several corridors before finally arriving at a huge hall.

"This will be your rest area," one of the agents said. "Food and water will be brought to you later."

Michael nodded, taking in the austere surroundings. "Thank you."

The agent left, and Michael and his security team settled in. The hall was spacious but empty, with a few tables and chairs scattered around.

David sat next to Michael, still on high alert. "Sir, are you sure about this? This place feels like a prison."