Within minutes, ten men emerged from various parts of the mansion - Joseph's elite personal guard, each one a veteran of military special operations and private military companies."This piece of garbage just killed our entire security force," Joseph announced to his men. "I want him taken alive if possible, but dead works just fine too.""Understood, sir," replied the team leader, a scarred man with dead eyes."What's our authorization level?""Maximum force. This scumbag has embarrassed me enough for one evening."These are Joseph's best men, Yemin observed as he assessed the approaching threats.But after what they've done to innocent people, they deserve no mercy.Without a word of warning or negotiation, Yemin launched himself at the elite guards.His bloodlust had reached a peak that transcended normal human limitations, and he moved through them like a force of nature.The first guard managed to draw his weapon before Yemin's hand crushed his windpipe.The second fired a singl

The hotel lobby had become an impromptu theater as other guests and hotel staff gathered to witness the unfolding drama.Male onlookers, in particular, watched with growing resentment as three obviously wealthy and powerful women competed for the attention of one blood-stained man."Can you believe this?" muttered a well-dressed businessman to his companion. "Look at these women throwing themselves at some random guy who looks like he just walked out of a horror movie.""What does he have that we don't?" complained another man wearing an expensive Rolex. "I've got more money than God, and I can't get one quality woman to look at me twice.""It's disgusting," agreed a hedge fund manager. "Three gorgeous, successful women fighting over some nobody. The world's gone completely insane.""Maybe he's secretly rich or something. That's the only explanation for this pathetic display."Yemin, meanwhile, stood in the center of the chaos with barely concealed irritation. The confrontation betwee

Katherine stood frozen in the hotel lobby, her phone still clutched in her trembling hand as the implications of Yemin's words sank in. The confident, vindictive woman who had stormed in demanding justice was now reduced to stunned silence, unable to process the possibility that her entire recent success might have been orchestrated by the man she was trying to destroy.Yemin shifted his attention away from Katherine's internal crisis and focused on the two women who still required his immediate consideration. His tactical mind quickly assessed the priorities and risks of each situation.Faye is safe for now, he calculated. She's in shock from tonight's events, but she's not in immediate physical danger. I can address her questions and concerns later.Alessia, on the other hand, looks genuinely distressed about something urgent. And I still have that assassin locked up in the shipping container. The longer I leave her there, the more complications it creates."Faye," Yemin said, his vo

As they walked through the hotel's parking garage toward Alessia's luxury sedan, Yemin studied her distressed expression with practiced assessment. Her usual composed demeanor had been replaced by genuine fear and urgency."I know you're in danger," Yemin said without preamble.Alessia stopped walking and turned to face him with surprise. "How could you possibly know that? I haven't told you anything yet.""Because you wouldn't be desperately searching for me all over the city if everything was normal. Alessia Wrenford doesn't run around in a panic unless something serious has happened.""You're right. Someone tried to kill my father tonight.""Your father? Richard Wrenford? When? Where?""At the Children's Hospital fundraiser. He was giving a speech when someone tried to poison him. If it hadn't been for some mysterious man who saved his life..."That was me, Yemin realized. She's talking about what happened at the Grand Metropolitan Hotel."Did they catch whoever was responsible?""

Helena's eyes began to glaze over as her life ebbed away on the cold concrete. Within minutes, she was dead, taking with her the immediate threat of exposure but also any intelligence she might have provided about Sphinx operations.Problem solved, Yemin thought grimly. But not in the way I would have preferred.Meanwhile, across the city at the police headquarters, Agent Collins strode through the corridors with the confidence of someone backed by federal authority. Captain Morrison's office door bore his name in gold lettering, marking twenty-three years of dedicated service to the department.Collins knocked and entered without waiting for permission. "Captain Morrison? Agent Collins, federal task force. I need to speak with you about an ongoing investigation."Morrison looked up from his paperwork with obvious irritation. "Federal task force? What's this about?""The Joseph Ultra mansion massacre. We have reason to believe your department had contact with the premises shortly befo