Chapter 6 - The Ransom Play
The sound of Victoria's desperate screams echoed horrifyingly through the underground bunker.
Dominic violently strained against his heavy steel restraints, screaming at Natalie to let his mother go.
Natalie simply laughed, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure and complete emotional detachment.
She gave us exactly one hour to bring Leo to an abandoned industrial warehouse on the edge of the city.
She promised to mail Victoria to us in several small boxes if we failed to comply with her demands.
Dominic looked at me with wild, pleading eyes, begging me to sacrifice my own flesh and blood to save his mother.
I stared back at him coldly, reminding him that Victoria had treated me like absolute garbage for two entire years.
However, I was not going to allow an innocent child to be used as a pawn in this twisted corporate war.
I had no intention of handing my son over to a ruthless syndicate assassin.
I looked at my father, and we silently agreed on a highly aggressive counter-strategy.
My father ordered his elite tactical team to prepare a heavily armored decoy transport vehicle.
We placed a sophisticated weighted dummy inside a specialized car seat to perfectly mimic Leo's thermal signature.
I refused to stay behind at the estate, insisting on joining the heavily armed convoy to see Natalie face justice.
We arrived at the abandoned warehouse district under the cover of utter darkness and heavy rain.
My father's snipers took strategic positions on the surrounding rooftops, perfectly painting the drop zone with laser sights.
A sleek black sedan slowly pulled out from the shadows of the decaying industrial buildings.
Natalie stepped out of the vehicle holding a suppressed pistol directly to Victoria's trembling head.
She demanded that I step out of the armored vehicle and bring the baby to her immediately.
I stepped onto the wet pavement with my hands raised, walking slowly toward the terrified hostage.
Just as the snipers prepared to take their synchronized shots, Dominic suddenly broke free from his guards in the command vehicle.
He had secretly stolen a small, experimental EMP device from his own bankrupt technology company.
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He desperately slammed his fist onto the activation button, detonating the device with a blinding flash of blue light.
The electromagnetic pulse instantly disabled every single weapon, vehicle, and communication device in my father's convoy.
