CHAPTER 36
Author: Rachel Holt
last update2026-01-16 16:45:13

The gunfire came from the forest.

Not single shots. Automatic weapons. Dozens of them, firing in coordinated bursts.

The gate guards dove for cover behind their posts. Vincent Drake dropped to the ground, covering his head with his hands.

James shouted to his soldiers. "Defensive positions! Return fire!"

The four soldiers moved immediately, using the military vehicles as cover, weapons up and ready.

More explosions. Closer now. Trees splintered. The ground shook.

From the forest emerged figures in black tactical gear. Not Drake family security. These were different. Professional. Military-grade equipment. Moving with precision that only came from real combat experience.

Mercenaries.

James's eyes narrowed. "Poison Scorpion syndicate! Take cover!"

Ethan did not take cover.

He moved toward the attackers.

"Ethan!" James shouted. "Get down!"

But Ethan was already running. Not away from the gunfire. Toward it.

Bullets tore through the air around him. You could hear them, sharp c
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