Chapter 8 - The Matriarch Awakens
The guards looked at each other. They were mercenaries. They fought for paychecks, and their paychecks had just evaporated. Slowly, one by one, they lowered their weapons and backed out of the room.
"Don't leave!" Genevieve shrieked, her perfect composure entirely shattered. "I'll pay you double! Triple!"
But they were gone. She was completely alone.
Julian stepped forward, grabbing Genevieve by the throat and slamming her against the mahogany desk. He didn't use the gun. He just let her feel the raw, terrifying power of the man she had tried to frame.
"You're done," Julian whispered.
Suddenly, Julian’s earpiece crackled to life. It was Silas.
"Julian," Silas’s voice was breathless. "I'm at the hospital. Victoria... she's awake."
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Julian looked at Arthur, then at Genevieve. He pulled a pair of heavy zip-ties from his pocket and bound the screaming woman to the heavy iron radiator in the corner of the office.
"Let's go," Julian told Arthur. "Your mother wants to meet you."
