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Scott moved quietly towards Ashley who was standing at the center of a circle drawn on the floor. She seemed deep in concentration as she chanted something under her breath.

Scott took this opportunity to grab her from behind and put his hand over her mouth to muffle any sound she might make. He whispered into her ear, "Don't make a sound or I'll have **** but to turn you in."

Ashley was a young woman with long dark hair and piercing blue eyes. She wore a black cloak over a deep red dress, standing out in the dimly lit room. Ashley's eyes widened in fear as she nodded, clearly recognizing Scott as an ICE deputy.Knowing that he only had limited time before someone noticed Ashley's absence, Scott quickly tied her hands behind her back with a rope he had brought along.

As his ears caught the sound of approaching footsteps, a surge of adrenaline rushed through him. He knew deep down that he couldn't take on the entire coven alone. His hand instinctively reached for his knife, its cool handle providing comfort and reassurance. With one swift motion, he sliced off Ashley's clothes, using them to bind her wrists and ankles as a makeshift restraint. Her muffled protests were silenced as he stuffed her own panties into her mouth, gagging her. He braced himself for the inevitable confrontation with the coven members, his heart racing and his mind calculating every possible outcome.

As soon as he finished speaking, four women stormed into the room. Their eyes were filled with determination and their movements were quick and purposeful. "Let go of Ashley," they commanded, advancing towards Scott with fierce intent. But he stood his ground, a stern expression on his face. "I am just here for her today," he said calmly, "don't make me punish all of you." He held up his badge, revealing himself as an ICE Deputy on a mission.

The women hesitated, unsure of what to do next. Except for one - she refused to back down and charged at Scott, trying to free Ashley from his grasp. But Scott was prepared for this and easily overpowered her, tossing her to the ground with a heavy sigh. "I did not want to do this the hard way," he grumbled, "but you left me ****."

The women froze in fear as he spoke again, his voice now carrying the authority of the US Government. "In the name of ICE," he declared, "and the US Government, you are all under arrest. Do not even attempt to resist - we already have all of your names." The room was filled with an eerie silence, all movement ceased at the sight of the badge. The witches knew they had been discovered and their grim fate was sealed. One by one, they gave in to the inevitable, their arms falling to their sides in surrender.

Scott approached each of them, tying their hands behind their backs, keeping a watchful eye on them, not wanting any of them to try and escape.

With swift, precise motions, he bound their hands and feet, making sure they were completely immobilized. A sly smile played across his lips as he called out, "Samantha, Lily, come on in." His voice was smooth and controlled, betraying none of the excitement coursing through him. The door creaked open and two figures entered cautiously, their steps hesitant and unsure. Samantha's long hair cascaded down her back in golden waves, while Lily's dark curls framed her delicate face. As they approached, their eyes darted nervously between each other and the bound figure before them.