"Her security detail is heavy. It's not just the Lonsdale family's private guards; there's also a military faction, likely Lucian's men. She's wrapped in a titanium cocoon."
One of the elites tapped the printed schedule. "Based on my reconnaissance, there are also snipers watching her perimeter. If we try a close-quarters assassination or try to set up on a nearby vantage point, we won't make it out alive the second we pull the trigger. This is their home turf. Nobody knows these streets better than their special forces."
Luna rubbed her temples, groaning in frustration. "So you analyzed all of this just to tell me it's impossible?"
Seeing her expression sour, another operative spoke up. "There is one vulnerability. The two different security factions rotate shifts, creating a one-minute gap in coverage. Coincidentally, this happens right when she gets off work. At that hour, Metropia's traffic is at a dead standstill. We can use the dense crowds and gridlock to our advantage."
Hope flickered in Luna’s eyes. The operative spread out a highly detailed map of Metropia, pointing to the traffic grid surrounding the hospital.
"At 5:40 PM, the evening rush hour peaks. Blossom Hospital sits on the border between the old and new districts. The roads are narrow. Within ten minutes, traffic will be completely paralyzed. Our target..."
He used a red marker to trace the route of Loyce's bulletproof SUV. "Her car will exit the rear gate of the hospital and attempt to merge onto the main avenue. Right here."
The marker stopped at an unavoidable intersection. "This is a bottleneck. If an accident occurs ahead, her vehicle will be boxed in. The cars around her will form a natural barrier, blocking outside lines of sight and preventing rapid reinforcements."

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