Chapter 17 - The Deadly Gala
The grand ballroom of the estate was completely transformed into a breathtaking, blindingly bright wonderland of crystal and gold.
Hundreds of the city's most elite, corrupt billionaires and politicians gathered to drink expensive champagne and network.
I walked slowly down the grand marble staircase, ignoring the blinding flashes of the intrusive paparazzi cameras.
Silas stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking incredibly proud of the beautiful, corporate monster he believed he had created.
He grabbed my arm tightly and paraded me around the massive room, introducing me to foreign diplomats and crime bosses.
I kept my eyes constantly scanning the crowded room, desperately searching for Elena and her hired mercenaries.
I finally spotted my half-sister standing near the large glass balcony doors, holding a glass of dark red wine.
She gave me a chilling, triumphant smirk and deliberately tapped her delicate crystal glass against the steel railing.
That simple, quiet gesture was the absolute signal her hidden assassins had been patiently waiting for.
The massive crystal chandeliers hanging above us suddenly went completely dark, plunging the ballroom into sheer panic.
The heavy, reinforced steel doors of the ballroom slammed shut and locked magnetically from the outside.
Screams of pure terror erupted from the wealthy guests as laser sights cut through the sudden darkness.
I dropped instantly to the cold marble floor, ripping the heavy diamond necklace from my throat to avoid being grabbed.
Three men in tactical gear emerged from the kitchen corridors, firing suppressed weapons directly into the panicked crowd.
They were completely ignoring the wealthy politicians and aiming their deadly fire strictly toward my last known location.
I crawled rapidly beneath a long, heavy catering table just as a barrage of bullets shattered the champagne fountain above me.
Elena stepped into the center of the chaotic room, holding a high-powered tactical pistol equipped with a bright flashlight.
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She loudly commanded her men to secure the exits and bring my severed head directly to her on a silver platter.
I pulled the sharp ceramic knife from my thigh sheath and prepared to fight for my life one final time.
