Chapter 4 - The Midnight Siege
Thick black smoke immediately filled the luxurious living room as armed mercenaries poured through the shattered windows.
I pulled a heavy tactical rifle from a hidden biometric safe beneath the kitchen island.
Marco laid down a punishing wave of suppressive fire to keep the masked intruders pinned near the balcony.
I sprinted back into the medical suite and helped Elena climb out of her recovery bed.
She was remarkably brave as she leaned against my shoulder and moved toward the panic room.
Bullets tore through the drywall and shattered the expensive artwork hanging in the hallway.
I fired blindly into the smoke and heard a heavy body crash onto the hardwood floor.
Marco shouted that we needed to reach the emergency service elevator before they overwhelmed our position.
I wrapped my arm tightly around Elena’s waist and guided her toward the hidden steel door.
We entered the narrow service shaft just as a mercenary breached the medical suite.
Marco threw a flashbang grenade into the hallway and slammed the heavy steel door shut behind us.
The elevator rapidly descended into the dark subway tunnels running far beneath the city streets.
We stumbled out into the damp underground darkness while listening for any sounds of pursuit.
Marco suddenly collapsed against the concrete wall and clutched his bleeding shoulder.
A stray bullet had managed to pierce his tactical vest during the chaotic retreat.
I ripped a piece of fabric from my shirt and tied a tight tourniquet around his wound.
My cell phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket with an incoming encrypted text message.
I opened the screen and read a chilling message sent directly from Vance Sterling.
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The message told me to turn on the local news if I wanted to see my actual legacy.
I accessed a news stream on my phone and watched my entire life completely disintegrate.
