Chapter 2 - The Street War
The bodyguards standing near the Rolls-Royces moved with terrifying speed.
They drew their hidden weapons and returned fire before the tactical team could even take a step.
Deafening gunshots echoed through the cracked sidewalks as innocent bystanders screamed and ran for cover.
The man in the blue suit, Elias, grabbed Shiomara by the waist and pulled her down behind the metal cart.
"Stay down and do not let go of that envelope," Elias shouted over the sound of shattering glass.
Julian, the middle brother, kicked open the reinforced door of the white Rolls-Royce to create a shield.
"Get her in the car now," Julian roared, firing a sleek silver pistol at the attackers.
Elias practically threw Shiomara into the luxurious leather backseat and dove in right behind her.
The driver slammed his foot on the gas, tearing through the debris and speeding away from the warzone.
Shiomara sat trembling, clutching the thick envelope to her chest as her heart hammered wildly.
"Who are you people really, and why are they trying to kill us?" she cried out in panic.
Sofia, who had jumped into the front passenger seat, turned around with a grim expression.
"We were adopted by Marcus Sterling, a ruthless billionaire who made many dangerous enemies," Sofia explained rapidly.
"Marcus knew his evil brother Victor would kill us for the inheritance, so he legally left the entire empire to the only purely good person he ever researched."
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Shiomara realized with absolute horror that they had not just brought her wealth, but a massive target on her back.
Suddenly, the trusted driver locked the vehicle doors and turned around with a gun pointed directly at Elias.
