Sophia aimed her rifle at the door while the leader stomped the blockade open—frightened screams erupted in response.
A small group of five people huddled together, shivering in fear amidst the chaos. The leader's frown deepened as she carefully scanned each of them.
Three men, two women, and a child—diverse in race and appearance. A surprising find. Among them, one couple held hands tightly.
Perhaps having vented their initial fear, the group began to speak up.
"No, please!"
"Let us go!"
"Please don't. I still have—"
"Have mercy!"
"Stay calm. We are not here to harm you," Sophia said, using an international language.
As an Interpol agent, she was better suited to communicate without giving away too much.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"We have no reason to lie," Sophia replied, though a slight impatience crept into her tone.
She exchanged a glance with her partner. The leader mirrored her look. Both had reached a silent, mutual conclusion.
