Chapter 1 - The Extraction
Heavy engines stopped just outside the front window.
Mark held his trembling son closer to his chest.
The front door was kicked entirely off its hinges.
Five men dressed in black tactical gear stormed into the ruined kitchen.
They moved with terrifying speed and absolute precision.
They carried advanced weapons, but none of them wore police badges.
The mother stepped backward, screaming in pure panic.
The lead operative, a tall man with cold eyes, looked directly at Mark.
He calmly stated that the perimeter was secure and the package was ready for extraction.
Mark nodded, feeling completely justified in his desperate decision.
He genuinely believed he was saving his little boy from a violent, abusive mother.
Two of the armed men grabbed the mother by her arms and dragged her toward the door.
She fought back with wild, frantic energy.
She kicked and screamed, begging Mark to look at the hallway security camera.
Mark coldly replied that he did not need to see any footage because the bruises were proof enough.
She cried out that she had not caused those bruises.
She desperately screamed that the men standing in his kitchen were the ones who hurt their son.
Mark completely ignored her frantic pleas and walked outside toward the armored SUV.
He gently carried Jake out into the cool evening air.
He whispered to his son that everything was finally going to be okay.
The heavy steel doors of the vehicle slid open automatically.
Mark stepped inside, feeling a wave of massive relief wash over him.
He buckled Jake into the leather seat and wiped the tears from the boy's face.
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Jake suddenly grabbed his father's shirt collar with shaking hands.
The little boy leaned in close and whispered that Mommy was actually telling the truth.
