Chapter 5 - The Hijacked Flight
The temperature in the helicopter cabin seemed to drop instantly to freezing.
Olivia stared at the small silver gun in absolute, paralyzed shock.
Khloe Monroe, the glamorous supermodel who graced magazine covers, was a high-level cartel operative.
"Change course and head toward the Canadian border," Khloe ordered the terrified pilot.
Alexander slowly raised his hands, keeping his eyes locked on the treacherous woman.
"You played the foolish mistress perfectly," Alexander noted, his voice remarkably calm.
"Liam was just an easy mark," Khloe sneered, her hand steady on the weapon.
"We knew his tech company was vulnerable, so I seduced him to get access to the servers."
"But then his annoying little wife ruined everything by stealing the patent."
Olivia felt a sudden, sharp pain in her abdomen, causing her to gasp out loud.
The intense stress and fear were triggering early contractions, and she was only six months along.
"Alexander," Olivia whispered, clutching her stomach in agony.
Alexander's eyes darted to Olivia, realizing immediately that the babies were in extreme danger.
He knew he had to act before they reached the border, or they would all be dead.
As the helicopter hit a pocket of severe turbulence, Alexander lunged across the narrow cabin.
He grabbed Khloe's wrist and twisted it violently, forcing the gun away from the pilot.
The weapon discharged loudly, blowing a massive hole through the helicopter's control panel.
Alarms instantly began to blare as the aircraft violently lost altitude.
The pilot fought the dying controls, screaming that they were going down into the dense forest below.
Alexander pinned Khloe to the floor of the spinning cabin, holding on for dear life.
The world outside the windows became a blur of green pine trees and terrifying blue sky.
With a deafening crash, the helicopter tore through the canopy of the forest.
Metal shrieked and glass shattered as they violently hit the soft, muddy ground.
Everything went completely black for Olivia.
When she finally opened her eyes, she was lying on a bed of pine needles outside the smoking wreckage.
Alexander was kneeling beside her, bleeding heavily from a cut on his forehead.
"The pilot is dead, and Khloe escaped into the woods," Alexander reported grimly.
Before Olivia could respond, the sound of an approaching vehicle echoed through the silent trees.
A heavily armored black truck crashed through the brush and stopped just a few feet away.
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The driver’s door swung open, revealing the face of the man who had caused all this destruction.
It was Liam, holding an assault rifle and looking completely unhinged.
