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Chapter One hundred and Twenty Five
Nathan and Cassandra hand trembled, not from fear of Liam, but from the knowledge that each step forward meant relinquishing a piece of his legacy.Cassandra sat beside him, her eyes fixed on the dark horizon, but her hand never once left his. “You’re not alone,” she whispered, squeezing his fingers.Nathan glanced at her, offering a faint smile that held more sorrow than comfort. “I know. And that’s the only reason I can walk into this.”The driver slowed as they neared the abandoned shipping yard Liam had chosen for the handover. Rusted fences loomed like sentinels around the property, their edges sharp and jagged, as though eager to draw blood. Beyond the gates, the skeletal remains of warehouses stood in silence, shadows stretching long under the floodlights Liam had set up to mark the meeting point.Nathan inhaled deeply, forcing his nerves to steady. “When we step out, stay close. Liam’s men won’t hesitate to use you against me.”Cassandra’s lips curved into something almost def
Chapter one hundred and twenty four
Liam watched from the shadows as the last of his loyal thugs tightened their grip on Mr. Hayes’ arms. The elder man, dazed and weary from the villa ordeal, had barely had time to process the sudden shift. One thug steered him toward the sleek black SUV waiting in the driveway, while another kept watch over the surrounding street. Liam’s eyes glinted with calculated resolve—every move had been orchestrated to remind everyone who truly held control.“Move him carefully,” Liam ordered, his voice low but commanding. “We don’t need accidents before the message is delivered.”Mr. Hayes, recognizing the familiar authority in Liam’s tone, attempted to resist subtly, but Liam’s men were trained for this—quick, firm, and relentless. They guided him into the backseat of the SUV, his protests muted against their disciplined efficiency. Liam approached the driver’s side, sliding into the front passenger seat with an ease that masked the tension he carried.Liam’s phone buzzed with updates from his
Chapter One hundred and twenty three
Nathan’s pulse thrummed in his ears as he stepped into the dimly lit main hall of the villa his focus was fixed on the figure sprawled across the floor, tied to a chair—his father, Mr. Hayes. Every muscle in Nathan’s body was coiled, ready for confrontation. He had waited months for this moment, the culmination of careful planning, deception, and relentless determination.“Liam,” Nathan said, his voice low and calm but threaded with authority, stepping into the open. The adopted son, leaning casually against a marble pillar, turned sharply, his smirk faltering slightly at the sight of Nathan.“You actually made it inside?” Liam’s tone was incredulous, but there was a hint of tension in his eyes, a crack in the confident façade he usually wore like armor.Nathan’s gaze shifted briefly to the large, black cylinder positioned ominously near the center of the room. The fake bomb. Liam’s ace in the hole—or at least, he thought it was. Nathan’s lips curved into a faint smile. He had seen th
Chapter one hundred and twenty two
Night had fallen like a velvet curtain. Beside him, Cassandra adjusted her earpiece, scanning the shadows for any hint of movement.“The east wing patrol rotates every fifteen minutes,” she whispered, her voice almost lost in the night breeze. “Our window is… narrow. Five minutes at most once we bypass the first gate.”Nathan nodded, checking his wrist console for the feed from the hacked cameras. Every screen flickered with real-time visuals, each frame revealing a blind spot, a lazily placed motion sensor, a distracted guard. Liam had been meticulous—or so he thought. In reality, his overconfidence was Nathan’s advantage.“Camera three is idle,” Nathan said softly, pointing at a grainy black-and-white feed. “Cassandra, that’s your cue.”With fluid precision, Cassandra slinked forward, moving like a shadow across the polished marble floor of the villa’s courtyard. She carried a small device, a miniature jammer Nathan’s tech team had devised, designed to temporarily disable security c
Chapter one hundred and twenty one
“You’re in,” their tech expert, Ravi, murmured, his voice low but charged with triumph. His fingers danced across the keyboard, pulling apart Liam’s digital defenses with practiced ease.“What do you see?” Nathan asked, pushing off the desk.“Villa comms are sloppy,” Ravi replied, tilting one screen so Nathan could see. “Encrypted, but not properly layered. I’ve intercepted their shortwave chatter. They’ve got at least a dozen guards rotating, but here’s the gap—” He tapped the screen, enlarging a map of the estate. A section near the eastern wall blinked with a faint red outline. “This perimeter is thin. Cameras overlap poorly. They’ve got blind spots, especially during shift change around 11:40.”Nathan’s eyes sharpened. “That’s our window.”Cassandra leaned forward, studying the map. “And inside?”Ravi hesitated, then nodded. “The phone just pinged inside the main villa structure. Signal bounces suggest a basement, maybe reinforced. If Hayes is alive, that’s where they’re keeping h
Chapter one hundred and Twenty
Nathan eased the vehicle to a halt on a narrow, unpaved road. He killed the engine and listened—nothing but the rustle of wind through the pines. He reached into the backseat and pulled out a compact drone case. His tech expert, Morgan, had insisted he use the surveillance equipment cautiously. The burner phone had already narrowed their search to this town; now the drone would confirm what their eyes couldn’t safely see from the ground.Cassandra touched his arm before he launched it. “Patience. If Liam has scouts watching the road, they’ll spot even a flicker of movement.”Her voice was calm, but Nathan could hear the strain underneath. She had been steady through every twist of this conflict, but the weight of Hayes’ captivity pressed on them both.“I don’t have patience left,” Nathan said, his tone low. “My father doesn’t have time left. Every hour he spends with Liam is another chance for him to tighten his grip.”Still, he heeded her advice. Instead of launching immediately, he
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