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Benji was still holding his gun in front of him as he watched Brandt switch the power on absentmindedly. He felt the adrenaline wash away as exhaustion and the pain from his still bleeding fingers started catching up on him. Finally lowering the gun, he leaned on a wall and closed his eyes, trying to stabilize his breathing and wondering how on earth he could have taken aim and shot, considering how his hands were now shaking. He did everything he could. Now he could only hope that Jane and Ethan did their parts of the job.
He felt someone squeeze his shoulder.
"You ok?" Brandt sounded probably even more exhausted than Benji was, and understandably so.
Dunn nodded and opened his eyes. Brandt's gaze was jumping from him to the dead Wistrum on the floor, as he was seemingly trying to figure out what to say.
"We need to check on Jane," Benji said quietly just as he saw Brandt open his mouth. "Let's go".
The other agent nodded, and they both left without a word.