Chapter 8 - The Ghost Returns
The phone continued to ring, echoing like a death knell in the silent kitchen.
Nicholas stared at the screen, unable to process the impossible truth.
"He faked his death to escape federal indictment, and now he wants his throne back," Marcus revealed with a wicked grin.
Before Nicholas could answer the phone, a massive explosion shook the foundation of the estate.
The front gates of the compound had just been breached by heavily armored vehicles.
"They are here," Marcus laughed maniacally.
Nicholas snapped out of his shock and grabbed Claire's arm.
"We need to get to the underground safe room immediately," Nicholas ordered his men.
Gunfire erupted from the main foyer as Roberto's mercenaries flooded into the house.
Evelyn moved with surprising speed, leading Claire and Nicholas through a hidden servant corridor behind the pantry.
They sprinted down a narrow, dark stairwell that smelled of damp earth and old stone.
They reached the reinforced steel door of the bunker just as the sound of boots echoed on the stairs above them.
Nicholas punched in the security code, and the heavy door hissed open.
They rushed inside, but the room was not empty.
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Don Roberto sat casually in the leather armchair in the center of the bunker, holding a silenced pistol.
"Hello, my beautiful wife," Roberto said with a chilling smile.
