Chapter 7 - The Impossible Truth
Nora froze completely in her tracks, the heavy metal pipe trembling violently in her white-knuckled grip.
Victor arrived right behind her a second later, his assault rifle aimed squarely at Moretti's sweating forehead.
He ordered Nora fiercely not to listen to the pathetic, desperate lies of a dying, manipulative man.
Victor insisted with a broken voice that his beautiful wife had been killed in the bloody ambush fifteen years ago.
Moretti spat dark blood onto the dirty concrete floor and smiled a terrible, deeply knowing smile.
He swore on his own life that he had kept Victor's wife secretly imprisoned and hidden all these agonizing years.
He had ruthlessly used her as his ultimate insurance policy and bargaining chip to guarantee his own survival against Victor.
Moretti offered to trade her exact geographical location for his miserable life and safe passage out of the violent city.
Victor's strong hands shook uncontrollably as a massive, overwhelming wave of impossible hope washed over his tired soul.
He forcefully dragged the bleeding rival boss to his feet and violently demanded the exact coordinates of the secret prison.
Moretti coughed up more blood and gave them the isolated address of an abandoned psychiatric hospital hidden deep in the northern mountains.
Victor knocked the rival boss completely unconscious with the heavy wooden butt of his assault rifle.
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He turned to look at his brave daughter, his gray eyes burning with a fierce, unstoppable determination.
They were going to storm that forgotten hospital with everything they had and bring her mother home tonight.
