Chapter 1 - The Red Protocol
The moment completely froze right before the terrifying truth came out.
Manager Sterling did not hand the dropped key card back to the wealthy woman.
He kept his cold eyes locked entirely on her handsome fiancé instead.
Julian stiffened noticeably under the heavy gaze of the experienced hotel manager.
The luxury corridor was absolutely silent except for the sound of nervous breathing.
"This is not a standard room key," Manager Sterling said with a soft voice.
Eleanor crossed her arms tighter and scoffed loudly at the older man.
"What are you talking about, it clearly fell out of her dirty apron," she snapped impatiently.
Manager Sterling slowly flipped the sleek black plastic card over in his palm.
There was absolutely no hotel logo printed on the back of the card.
Instead, a solid gold skull crest shimmered brightly under the expensive crystal chandeliers.
The wealthy guests standing in the corridor collectively gasped in absolute shock.
Every single person in high society immediately recognized that highly exclusive crest.
It belonged to the global shadow syndicate that secretly funded international assassins.
"This is a biometric access card for the subterranean security vault," Sterling explained calmly.
His voice trembled slightly as he looked back down at the terrified housekeeper.
Maya stayed on her knees with her eyes glued firmly to the cold marble floor.
She had found the illegal card hidden inside a hollow book while cleaning Julian's luggage.
Julian forced a completely fake smile and took a slow step forward.
"There must be some kind of ridiculous misunderstanding here," Julian lied incredibly smoothly.
He reached his hand out to aggressively take the incredibly dangerous card.
Manager Sterling took a quick step backward and shook his head firmly.
"Hotel protocol requires me to call federal authorities immediately regarding this item," Sterling warned.
Eleanor looked at her fiancé with genuine confusion spreading across her flawless face.
"Julian, why would you possibly have a black market vault card?" she asked nervously.
Julian let out a heavy sigh that sounded incredibly chilling in the quiet hallway.
His charming disguise completely melted away in a single, terrifying second.
He reached his hand deep inside his expensive tailored tuxedo jacket.
The wealthy guests foolishly assumed he was simply reaching for his cell phone.
Maya squeezed her eyes shut because she already knew the horrifying truth.
She had seen the dark metal hiding beneath his clothes when she cleaned his room.
Julian pulled out a suppressed silver pistol and aimed it directly at the manager.
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The polite society facade of the luxury hotel violently shattered into pieces.
Guests began to scream in pure terror as Julian pulled the heavy trigger.
