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The plane landed.

Lake stepped straight off the private jet. Seeing his assistant Tiffany waiting beside the official vehicle, he said directly, "Get in. We'll talk in the car!"

Soon.

The New York Homeland Security official vehicle drove straight out of Kennedy International Airport behind them.

In the car.

Lake frowned. "You said over the phone that the action team entered the basement of the house and disappeared as a group. What happened?"

Tiffany handed Lake the tablet in her hand. "This is the surveillance footage from the time of the incident, showing the action agents."

Lake took it and watched.

About two hours earlier, the newly appointed Action Supervisor Jamie had suddenly reported to the Operations Command Center that something was strange about the basement of Ben Stillman's home. Twelve team members had entered the basement and never come back up.

Tiffany had immediately reported the news to Lake, who was still in Washington D.C. at the time.

That was why Lake had rushed back the moment he received the news.

In the surveillance footage from several action agents, everything was perfectly normal from the moment they got out of the vehicle and entered the building to the moment they reached the basement entrance.

But the next second.

Without any warning, it was as if all signal transmission had vanished the instant the action agents entered the basement. The image instantly turned to static.

"Has the site been secured?"

"It has."

"Good."

Lake nodded, handed the tablet back to Tiffany, and began pondering what exactly had happened.

At most, that final day could probably only create a twenty-four-hour loop, and that twenty-four-hour loop would not be independent.

Simply put, he could create a twenty-four-hour loop within a small area, but outside that area, real time would remain unchanged.

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