The unseen hand
Author: Precious
last update2026-02-02 23:42:25

Chapter 15: The Unseen Hand

The next minutes were a blur of noise, light, and shouted commands. Federal agents in tactical vests swarmed the warehouse. Victor Hale was shoved against a wall, handcuffed, his face a mask of stunned fury. His Aegis men, outgunned and out-legalized, stood down with their hands raised.

Adrian stood in the center of the chaos, untouched. An agent guided him to the side, asking if he was hurt. He shook his head, numb. His eyes were on Silas, who was now speaking calml
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