Chapter 5 - The Roof Transfer
Elaine kept the heavy assault rifle aimed directly at Khloe's pregnant stomach.
The event coordinator had been secretly on the cartel's incredibly massive payroll for several years.
She aggressively ordered Marcus to drop his handgun and kick it completely down the concrete stairs.
Marcus complied immediately, entirely unwilling to risk his wife getting shot in the cramped stairwell.
"Move up to the roof right now, the extraction helicopter is already waiting for us," Elaine commanded sharply.
Marcus wrapped a highly supportive arm around Khloe's waist, helping her slowly climb the remaining steps.
They burst through the heavy roof access doors into the freezing, violently howling night wind.
A massive black helicopter rested on the hospital helipad, its powerful rotors spinning with a deafening roar.
Isabella was standing near the landing gear, holding a heavily bruised and bleeding Uncle Arthur at gunpoint.
Arthur had been successfully captured in the ventilation system and dragged violently up to the roof.
Isabella smiled wickedly as Marcus and Khloe were forcefully marched directly toward the aircraft.
"I completely realized leaving you alive in the basement was a totally unacceptable loose end," Isabella yelled over the noise.
She planned to fly them all out over the deep, freezing ocean and drop them permanently into the dark water.
The cartel would then officially claim the billionaire and his family tragically died in a horrible aviation accident.
Khloe let out a sudden, agonizing scream as a massive, entirely unexpected contraction ripped through her body.
The violent kick she had sustained earlier had fully triggered premature labor in the freezing cold.
She collapsed heavily onto the hard concrete of the helipad, clutching her stomach in pure agony.
Marcus dropped to his knees beside her, desperately begging Isabella to let them fetch medical help.
"She can give birth on the way down to the bottom of the sea," Isabella laughed entirely without mercy.
Arthur suddenly lunged aggressively forward, using his massive body to violently tackle the armed cartel heiress.
The heavy tactical pistol fired wildly into the air, the loud gunshot completely lost in the roaring helicopter noise.
Marcus used the sudden distraction to violently punch Elaine square in her incredibly arrogant face.
The event coordinator stumbled backward, dropping her heavy rifle onto the cold, wet concrete.
Marcus quickly grabbed the weapon and aimed it directly at the completely stunned helicopter pilot.
"Get everyone into the cabin right now, or I will blow this aircraft to pieces!" Marcus roared furiously.
Arthur managed to wrestle Isabella's gun away, forcefully shoving the screaming woman into the passenger cabin.
Marcus carefully lifted his laboring wife into his arms and carried her safely into the helicopter.
Arthur ordered the terrified pilot to immediately take off and head directly toward the nearest federal FBI building.
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The massive helicopter lifted heavily into the dark sky, leaving the corrupt hospital far behind them.
But as they soared over the glowing city, the pilot suddenly pulled a hidden knife from his boot.
