You sneaked into the house stealthily, all your senses on alert. The place was completely empty, silent except for the sound of your ragged breathing. The house seemed abandoned long ago, enveloped in darkness on all sides.

You reached out to the wall, feeling for the light switch, and you pressed it wearily because the lights didn't work. You tried again, a little nervously, but nothing changed. At that moment, your husband, Matias's voice, trembling, echoed over the walkie-talkie: "Stop immediately! Don't touch anything! The third building explodes every time you press the button!"

Your eyes widened in horror, and you quickly pulled your hand away, realizing that what you had thought was a light switch was actually a bomb detonator!

Seconds later, the ground shook beneath your feet, and explosions continued in the neighboring building, as a mafia man ran out the back door after realizing what had happened.

There was a brief silence over the radio, then Mathias's voice exploded in anger: "Did you intend to blow up the entire city?!" "I was just looking for the light!" you replied, confused.

The team's laughter rose in the background, while Mathias muttered in a sarcastic tone: "Really impressive... a professional assassin who can't tell the difference between a light switch and a bomb button!"

You smiled despite your embarrassment, wiping the sweat from your brow as you said coolly, "At least... I'm still alive to learn from my mistake."

The team's laughter rose again. The mission ended with the target lost, but everyone knew this was a day they would never forget.