Chapter 8 - The Sniper in the Fog
The deafening roar of the helicopter blades whipped the thick fog into a violent frenzy.
Silas Thorne shielded his eyes from the blinding spotlight, completely caught off guard.
“Shoot the helicopter right now!” Thorne screamed to his hidden mercenaries.
Heavy gunfire erupted from the tops of the shipping containers as Thorne’s snipers engaged the aircraft.
Through her hidden earpiece, Shiomara heard Julian’s calm voice.
“The helicopter is just a drone we bought to create a distraction,” Julian explained.
“Get down, Shiomara!”
Shiomara immediately threw herself onto the wet pavement just as Leo and Maya opened fire from the shadows.
Leo systematically took out Thorne’s snipers with suppressed, precision shots.
Maya sprinted through the chaos, neutralizing the two guards holding Mateo with brutal martial arts strikes.
She quickly cut the zip ties binding the boy and shoved him safely behind a metal crate.
Thorne realized his entire operation was collapsing and panicked wildly.
He raised his golden cane, which concealed a hidden, single-shot firearm, and aimed it directly at Shiomara.
“If I cannot have the tower, nobody will!” Thorne roared with absolute madness.
He pulled the trigger, sending a high-caliber bullet flying straight toward the old woman’s chest.
Time seemed to slow down entirely as the gunshot echoed across the docks.
Suddenly, Leo dove across the wet pavement, placing his body directly in the path of the bullet.
The round struck Leo in the shoulder, spinning him violently before he crashed onto the ground.
Shiomara screamed in horror, crawling desperately toward the wounded billionaire who had become like a son to her.
Thorne laughed maniacally and prepared to reload his hidden weapon.
Before he could insert another round, a massive shipping container suddenly swung through the air.
Julian had commandeered a massive industrial crane and slammed a ten-ton steel box directly into Thorne’s armored SUV.
The explosion of metal and glass knocked Thorne completely off his feet, disarming him instantly.
Maya walked out of the fog, her gun aimed steadily at her biological father’s head.
“It is over, Silas,” Maya said with a voice completely devoid of emotion.
Thorne held his bleeding arm and glared at his daughter with pure venom.
“You cannot kill me because we share the same blood,” Thorne spat arrogantly.
Maya smiled coldly and slowly lowered her weapon.
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“I am not going to kill you, father, because the real police are already here,” Maya replied.
A dozen black FBI tactical vehicles swarmed the pier, completely surrounding the defeated billionaire.
