Chapter 5 - The Poisoned Trap
Victoria Sterling wore a blood-red evening gown and a completely ruthless expression.
She casually tossed the invaluable hard drive into her designer purse.
"My husband is a fool, but I am certainly not," Victoria said, stepping fully into the room.
Carter immediately raised his pistol and aimed it at the billionaire's wife.
"Hand over the drive, lady, or I ruin that expensive dress," Carter threatened coldly.
Victoria did not even flinch at the sight of the weapon.
"You really think I would walk in here without an insurance policy?" she mocked him.
She pulled a small, sleek remote control from her pocket and pressed a single button.
Thick titanium blast doors instantly slammed down over the penthouse exit and the massive windows.
The suite was entirely sealed, transforming the luxurious room into an inescapable metal box.
Victoria stepped backward into the hallway just before the final door locked into place.
"Enjoy your final breaths," Victoria laughed through the reinforced glass panel in the door.
A strange hissing sound suddenly erupted from the air conditioning vents in the ceiling.
A thick, purple gas began pouring heavily into the enclosed penthouse.
Elena coughed violently as her lungs burned with the first breath of the toxic chemical.
"It is a military-grade nerve agent, we have less than three minutes before our hearts stop," Carter gasped.
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They desperately slammed heavy chairs against the titanium shutters, but the metal did not even dent.
Elena dropped to her knees, her vision already beginning to blur into total darkness.
