Chapter 8 - The Counterstrike
Matteo held the blinking detonator extremely high in the air, his thumb hovering dangerously close to the red button.
The heavily armed traitors surrounding the base of the crane all confidently raised their weapons directly toward us.
I was completely outmatched, entirely outgunned, and supposedly completely stripped of my entire legitimate empire.
Instead of begging desperately for mercy, I simply threw my head back and began laughing hysterically into the cold wind.
My violent laughter echoed loudly across the empty shipping terminal, deeply unnerving every single man in the yard.
Matteo frowned in extreme confusion, loudly demanding to know what was so incredibly funny about my impending death.
I slowly stopped laughing and looked directly up into the cold eyes of the man who had completely betrayed me.
I casually informed him that I had fully known about his pathetic embezzlement scheme for over eight entire months.
I calmly explained that I deliberately allowed him to supposedly transfer all those assets this very morning.
I smiled coldly and explicitly revealed that the shell corporations he used were actually heavily monitored FBI honeypots.
By legally transferring the stolen money, Matteo had just single-handedly confessed to three decades of massive federal crimes.
Matteo's highly arrogant face suddenly turned the complete color of pure, dirty chalk.
I rapidly pulled a small radio transmitter from my pocket and aggressively pressed the primary transmission button.
Instantly, massive industrial floodlights illuminated the entire shipping yard, completely blinding the armed traitors on the ground.
Dozens of federal tactical vehicles aggressively smashed right through the rusted gates of the massive terminal.
Federal helicopters roared loudly overhead, shining intensely bright spotlights directly onto Matteo's elevated position.
The armed traitors on the ground immediately dropped their weapons in absolute terror and instantly surrendered to the authorities.
Matteo panicked completely, wildly waving the explosive detonator and screaming incredibly desperate, hollow threats.
Suddenly, Nico violently snapped his own thumbs to slip directly out of the tight zip-ties binding his bloody wrists.
My incredibly loyal security chief immediately lunged forward and tackled Matteo forcefully onto the cold metal platform.
The remote detonator flew entirely out of Matteo's hand and plummeted completely harmlessly into the dark, freezing water below.
Nico violently punched the traitor fiercely in the face, but Matteo somehow managed to pull a hidden backup weapon.
Matteo brutally shot Nico directly in the leg, forcing the loyal man to collapse heavily onto the grated floor.
Matteo aggressively grabbed Sophia once again, yanking her violently toward the absolute edge of the high platform.
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He aggressively pressed the cold barrel of his gun directly against my terrified daughter's small temple.
"I will absolutely take her straight to hell completely with me!" Matteo screamed wildly as he backed toward the emergency stairs.
