James Donovan stood over Victor, his eyes cold as steel. The once-arrogant man now cowered before him, all bravado stripped away. James's voice was low, barely containing his fury. "Start talking. Now."
Victor swallowed hard, his eyes darting between James and Kyle. "It... it wasn't personal," he stammered. "We were just following orders."
"Whose orders?" James demanded, his patience wearing thin.
Victor hesitated, fear evident in his eyes. "Mr. Zhao," he finally whispered. "The orders came from Mr. Zhao."
James exchanged a glance with Kyle. They both knew the name - Wei Zhao, one of the most powerful and influential businessmen in the country.
"Why?" James pressed, his voice dangerously quiet. "Why my daughter?"
Victor's words came out in a rush. "It's his grandson. The boy needs a heart transplant, urgently. Your daughter... she's a perfect match."
James felt the blood drain from his face. "You're telling me you kidnapped my child to harvest her heart?" His voice was barely more than a whisper, but it carried more menace than any shout.
Victor nodded weakly. "Mr. Zhao... he said it was an honor. That your daughter would be saving the life of his noble grandson. He spoke of it like... like it was a privilege."
James's fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. The casual disregard for his daughter's life, the arrogance of thinking her existence was merely to serve their purposes - it made his blood boil.
"An honor?" James repeated, his voice shaking with rage. "He thinks it's an honor to murder an innocent child?"
Victor shrank back. "Mr. Zhao... he doesn't see it that way. To him, you're just... you're nobody. Your family... they're just means to an end."
James took a deep breath, struggling to maintain his composure. "Where is she?" he demanded. "Where are they keeping my daughter?"
"The old warehouse at Pier 13," Victor replied quickly. "But you can't just walk in there. It's heavily guarded. Mr. Zhao's men are everywhere."
James straightened up, his eyes blazing with determination. "Watch me," he growled.
He turned to Kyle, who had been silently observing the exchange. "Get everything ready," James ordered. "We move now."
As they prepared to leave, James cast one last look at Victor. "You better pray my daughter is unharmed," he said, his voice low and menacing. "Because if anything has happened to her, I'm coming back for you. And Mr. Zhao? He's about to learn what happens when you mess with my family."
With that, James strode out of the room, Kyle close behind him. The hunt was on, and James Donovan - the God of War - was about to remind the world why he had earned that title.
As they left, James's mind raced. The audacity of Zhao, to think he could simply take a life to save another. To treat his daughter as nothing more than spare parts. The rage burned within him, fueling his determination.
"Kyle," he said as they walked, "I want everything we have on Wei Zhao. Every detail, every weakness. He thinks he's untouchable, but we're about to prove him wrong."
Kyle nodded grimly. "Consider it done, sir. We'll hit him with everything we've got."
James's eyes hardened. "Good. Because this isn't just about saving my daughter anymore. It's about sending a message. No one is above the law. No one gets to play God with innocent lives."
As they stepped out into the night, James looked up at the sky, his resolve stronger than ever. "Hold on, sweetheart," he whispered. "Daddy's coming. And heaven help anyone who stands in my way."
The Rolls Royce bustled through the road, it engine roaring as it tore the distance towards the warehouse, pier 13.
Inside the Rolls Royce were James with an indescribable expression on his face, Kyle and three of his other men.
Suddenly, cacophonies of screeching tires echoed, and rows of black cars assembled immediately, surrounding the Rolls Royce.
A Slight storm of dust swirled around, due to the speed force of the cars.
The Rolls Royce halted instantly, making a sharp brake!
" The hell of these people!"

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The drive back to the Radcliffe estate was quiet.The weight of recent events lingered in the air, but for the first time in months, there was a sense of closure.James glanced at Emily in the passenger seat, her head resting against the window as she watched the trees blur past.In the backseat, Sarah was fast asleep, her small face finally free of worry.“This feels strange,” Emily said softly, breaking the silence.James glanced at her. “What does?”“Coming home. No Syndicate. No immediate danger. Just... life waiting for us.”James nodded, his grip on the wheel tightening slightly.“It’s what we’ve been fighting for.”Emily turned to him, a small smile on her lips.“I just hope we remember how to live it.”Later that evening, the team gathered at the estate’s main hall for what felt like the first peaceful meal in years.The atmosphere was warm, but there was an underlying current of finality.Kael raised his glass, smirking.“So, this is it, huh? No more bunkers, no more ambushes
CHAPTER 255
Winter’s fingers flew over her keyboard, her screen filled with data streams and encrypted files.The room was dimly lit, the glow of monitors casting sharp shadows on her focused expression.James stood behind her, his arms crossed, tension radiating from him.“You’re sure about this?” James asked, his voice low but firm.Winter nodded, not taking her eyes off the screen.“Positive. These files weren’t just buried—they were hidden in layers of false leads. Whoever did this wanted to make sure no one found them, not even Zhao.”Kael leaned against the doorway, arms crossed.“And yet, here we are. What exactly are we looking at?”Winter tapped a key, bringing up a series of interconnected names, companies, and shell organizations.“The Syndicate isn’t just regrouping—they’re rebranding. New names, new players, same game.”James’s jaw tightened. “Led by who?”“That’s the kicker,” Winter said, spinning her chair to face them.“These files mention leadership figures Zhao didn’t even know
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The black SUV pulled into the secluded driveway of the secure facility, surrounded by towering walls and layers of surveillance.James stepped out first, scanning the area with a soldier’s precision.Behind him, Emily and Sarah emerged, their expressions a mix of weariness and unease.“This isn’t a home,” Emily said quietly, her arms crossed as she glanced at the cold, gray building.James turned to her, his voice calm but firm.“It’s not supposed to be. It’s safe.”Emily sighed, the weight of the past few days evident in her posture.“Safe, James, but not sustainable. We can’t keep uprooting our lives like this.”James met her gaze.“It’s temporary. Just until we figure out our next move.”Inside, the facility was stark but functional. Sarah clung to Emily’s hand, her eyes darting around the unfamiliar surroundings.“Is this where we’re going to live now?” Sarah asked softly, her voice tinged with worry.Emily knelt to her daughter’s level, brushing a strand of hair from her face.“J
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The strike team moved with precision, navigating the dense jungle that surrounded the suspected Shadow Council hideout.Winter’s voice came through the comms, calm but focused.“You’re two clicks out,” she said.“The perimeter scans show minimal activity. If they’re there, they’re keeping a low profile.”James adjusted his headset, his eyes scanning the terrain.“Understood. Stay on the sensors. If anything moves, I want to know.”Kael, walking just behind him, let out a low whistle.“Too quiet. I don’t like it.”James nodded.“Neither do I.”The team reached the entrance to the bunker, its steel doors partially concealed by overgrown vines.Kael moved forward, placing a charge on the lock.“Ready to breach,” he said.James gave a quick nod.“Do it.”The explosion was sharp and contained, the doors swinging open to reveal a dimly lit corridor. The team entered cautiously, their weapons raised.Winter’s voice came through again.“You’re in. Be careful—this layout is identical to some o
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Winter’s workstation hummed with activity as lines of code scrolled across her screen.She leaned forward, her brow furrowed in concentration.On a nearby table lay the charred piece of paper Kael had recovered from The Widow’s lair.It was encoded, a complex cipher that had taken days to crack.Kael leaned against the wall, watching her work.“You’ve been at this for hours, Winter. Got anything?”Winter sighed, her fingers pausing over the keyboard.“Almost. Whoever wrote this wanted to make sure it stayed hidden. But they underestimated me.”James entered the room, his expression sharp.“What’s the status?”Winter pointed to the screen.“I’ve almost got it. The code is... odd. It’s deliberate, but there’s something about it that feels personal, like whoever wrote it wanted us to find it.”Kael raised an eyebrow.“Personal? From the Syndicate? Doesn’t exactly sound like their style.”Winter’s screen dinged softly, and she sat back, a faint smile of triumph crossing her face.“Got it.
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