Chapter 4 - The Medical Conspiracy
I immediately dropped the heavy crowbar and shielded Ethan fiercely with my own body.
Heavily armed federal agents completely surrounded the open grave, keeping their assault rifles aimed at our heads.
Thomas slowly raised his hands in surrender, cursing violently under his breath.
A tall, incredibly elegant man stepped out from behind the wall of armored vehicles.
It was Dr. Aris, the chief director of the medical board and Marcus's oldest business partner.
"You really should have left the past buried, Arthur," Dr. Aris stated with a remarkably cold smile.
I realized instantly that this entire federal task force was secretly working for Marcus's corrupt syndicate.
"What did Marcus actually do to my grandson?" I yelled loudly over the storm.
Dr. Aris casually walked to the edge of the open grave and looked down at the encrypted hard drives.
He explained that Marcus was running a highly illegal, multi-billion-dollar genetic harvesting ring.
They needed Ethan's remarkably rare blood type to continuously treat an elite cartel boss suffering from a terminal disease.
They faked the boy's death so they could secretly bleed him in an underground medical facility forever.
I felt a wave of pure, homicidal rage completely consume my soul.
Thomas suddenly reached into his coat and threw a blinding flashbang grenade directly into the snow.
The brilliant white explosion temporarily blinded the entire corrupt federal squad.
"Take my truck and run," Thomas shouted, aggressively tackling the closest agent to the ground.
I grabbed Ethan and sprinted blindly through the thick, dark forest while heavy gunfire erupted behind us.
We barely managed to reach Thomas's hidden vehicle and sped recklessly onto the dark highway.
May you like
I turned on the police scanner, praying that Thomas had survived the brutal confrontation.
The radio dispatcher loudly announced that Arthur was now wanted for the brutal murder of a federal agent.
