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CHAPTER 824
He glanced at her in the dim light of the dashboard. "I seriously hope you don’t get yourself killed. Because if the Sokolovs don't finish me for the trespass, Tedmond certainly will.”His gaze turned deadly serious.“If you die on my watch, I’m a dead man before I can even pull my service weapon. He won't just fire me; he’ll erase me from the family tree."Persis didn't smile. She was already pinning back her hair, her movements clinical."Tedmond won't kill you, Jax. He needs you to manage the fallout when I hand him the Sokolovs on a silver platter. Besides," she added, her voice dropping into a dangerous, low hum, "I have no intention of dying. I have too much work to do."***They reached Jaxson’s safe house: a stark, modern loft hidden behind the crumbling facade of an old textile warehouse. Inside, the walls were a hive of monitors displaying scrolling data and high-resolution surveillance of the city’s power players. The location was so deep off the grid that even the Bure
CHAPTER 823
"Then let's get you out of here," Jaxson said, gesturing toward the door. "I’ve got a safe house in the Damon district. No cameras, no Washington trackers. We'll get your disguise ready there."Persis didn't pack a bag. She grabbed her blade, a change of clothes she’d hidden in the library, and her burner phone. As she followed Jaxson out the service door and into the cool night air, she didn't look back. She was running from the man she loved to save the legacy he was trying to protect.As the sedan pulled away, she watched the light in their bedroom window fade. Tedmond would be furious, but for once, she would be more than just a woman for him to protect.*****The black sedan glided toward the massive perimeter gates, its engine barely a whisper in the pre-dawn stillness. Usually, the automated sensors would recognize Jaxson’s FBI-registered vehicle and yield, but as they approached, the heavy iron bars remained stubbornly locked. Instead, the floodlights atop the guard post
CHAPTER 822
She turned her head, her eyes softening as they landed on Tedmond.He was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling in the deep, heavy rhythm that only comes after a total expenditure of violence. Even in sleep, his brow remained slightly furrowed, as if he were still trading blows with Moretti guards in his dreams. His eyes were hidden behind closed lids, long lashes casting shadows against high cheekbones. He looked younger when he wasn't carrying the weight of the Washington legacy, but the tension in his hand, curled loosely on the pillow near her hip, reminded her of his defiance.He had been adamant: No.Persis watched him for a long minute, a quiet conflict warring in her chest. She loved his protection, but she couldn't let his fear dictate the survival of their house. The hammer was going to get them both killed if she didn’t provide the scalpel.Carefully, moving with silence, she slipped from under the covers. Her feet made no sound as they hit the plush carpet. She
CHAPTER 821
Tedmond knew one thing for certain: the other families had already heard what happened to the Morettis, and they were already scrambling to save themselves.He intended to deal with them whether they liked it or not. But he wasn’t just going to break them; he was going to dismantle them so thoroughly they wouldn't even know how to react.Tedmond sat in the back of the armored transport, his long legs crossed at the ankles as the neon blur of the city streaked past the reinforced windows. He stared at his hands, still feeling the phantom vibration of the adrenaline that had fueled his demolition of the Moretti sub-level.The report from Albert was already scrolling across his tablet. Early ripples of panic were pulsing through the Van den Bergs and the Sokolovs. They were burning files, scrubbing servers, and liquidating offshore assets. They knew that with the Morettis gone, their shield had shattered."They think they can scurry into the shadows like roaches," Tedmond murmured, h
CHAPTER 820
The red emergency lighting pulsed like a dying heart, casting long, jagged shadows across the room. Tedmond stood in the center of the carnage he had begun, his silhouette massive and terrifying."The extraction team is three minutes out," Tedmond said, his voice a low, vibrating hum that rattled the metal instruments on the trays. He didn't look back at Persis; he knew she was already free."Lorenzo, I suggest you start praying to whatever god still listens to the Morettis.""Kill them!" Lorenzo shrieked, scrambling toward the reinforced door. "Don't just stand there, you idiots! End them now!"The three guards at the door finally snapped out of their shock. They didn't reach for guns; the room was too small, the risk of ricochet too high, and instead drew serrated tactical knives that gleamed crimson in the strobe of the red lights.Tedmond met the first guard halfway.It wasn't a fight; it was a demolition. He caught the man’s wrist, the sound of snapping bone echoing through t
CHAPTER 819
The guards kicked the door open, revealing a room bathed in a sickening, flickering ultraviolet light. In the center stood two high-backed metal chairs equipped with nightmare restraints, cold, clinical, and designed to break a mind from the inside out."Welcome home, Washingtons," Lorenzo whispered as they were shoved toward the center of the dark room. "This is where the past goes to die."The heavy steel door groaned shut with the finality of a tomb, sealing out the distant gala music. The ultraviolet light hummed, turning the gold of Persis’s dress into spilled oil and Tedmond’s blue eyes into something spectral and otherworldly.Two men in white coats stepped from the shadows, their faces hidden behind reflective visors. They moved with robotic efficiency, unfolding a series of thin, silver needles attached to glowing fiber-optic cables."The Millicent Protocol," Lorenzo said, pacing the perimeter like a hungry wolf. "It’s not just about drugs, Tedmond.”“It’s about frequency.
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