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Chapter 15 - The Safehouse Breach

We sprinted frantically out of the massive federal prison, the sickening reality of Victoria's words ringing violently in our ears.

We jumped recklessly into our stolen sedan and tore through the crowded city streets, blowing through bright red lights to get back to the underground safehouse.

Every single second felt like an absolute eternity.

If Clara possessed the endless resources of Alistair Vance's shadow empire, no safehouse on earth was truly invisible.

When we violently skidded to a halt in the dark, abandoned alleyway above the hidden bunker, my absolute worst nightmare had already become a terrifying reality.

The heavy, reinforced steel doors of the underground entrance were completely blown off their massive hinges, smoke aggressively billowing into the freezing night air.

I screamed Lily's name in pure, unadulterated panic, completely ignoring Ethan's desperate command to wait for him.

I drew my own heavy silver handgun and plunged recklessly into the dark, smoke-filled stairwell.

The underground bunker was a horrific scene of total, absolute destruction.

Ethan's highly trained associate was lying completely motionless on the shattered concrete floor, surrounded by hundreds of scattered brass bullet casings.

The heavy biometric safe room where Lily had been hiding was viciously ripped open by military-grade explosives.

I collapsed heavily to my knees, staring in absolute, mind-shattering shock at the completely empty room.

My baby girl was gone again, snatched violently away by the very same ruthless monsters who had destroyed our lives two years ago.

Ethan dragged me forcefully upward, his strong hands completely covered in his dead friend's dark blood.

He pointed frantically toward a shattered security monitor on the wall that was still desperately looping its final recorded footage.

The grainy, heavily damaged video showed Clara casually walking out of the bunker holding my screaming daughter tightly by the arm.

Behind her, a massive, heavily armored transport truck was waiting in the shadows.

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We had absolutely no time to mourn.

We had to arm ourselves to the teeth and hunt down the deadliest man in the world before he ripped the life entirely out of our precious child.

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