Uncovering Patterns
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Brendan’s sharp eyes caught a rhythm in the workers’ movements. Crates were unloaded, inspected, and reloaded in a precise sequence. “It’s like clockwork,” he muttered. John nodded, realizing the significance. “They’re on a schedule. If we disrupt this, we might throw them off,” he suggested, his mind racing with possibilities.
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