Chapter 8 - The Desperate Ploy
A mercenary hauled Daniel out of the freezing water by his collar, pressing a weapon to his temple.
Rachel scrambled up onto the dock, screaming for them to let him go as she raised her hands in surrender.
Victor stepped off the main boat, picking up the damp laptop with a triumphant sneer.
He mocked their efforts, explaining that the flash drive was a trap designed to track their location.
He ordered his men to bind Daniel's hands and prepare to throw him into the deep channel.
Rachel desperately looked around, her mind racing to find any possible way to turn the tables.
She noticed the mercenary holding Daniel was standing dangerously close to a heavy industrial crane hook.
She locked eyes with Daniel, hoping he would understand her silent, desperate plea.
Rachel suddenly lunged at Victor, creating a chaotic distraction as she clawed at his expensive suit.
Daniel used the moment of confusion to sweep his leg out, kicking the mercenary's knee with bone-crushing force.
The guard stumbled backward, tangling his harness into the heavy chains of the industrial crane.
Daniel slammed his fist into the control panel, sending the massive hook swinging wildly across the dock.
The heavy steel hit Victor square in the chest, knocking him flat onto the wooden planks.
Rachel snatched the laptop back and hit the final key, transmitting the entire database directly to the FBI.
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Victor roared in pure rage, pulling a silver pistol from his ankle holster as he staggered to his feet.
He aimed the weapon directly at Rachel's chest and pulled the trigger without a second thought.
