Chapter 6 - The Escape
The deafening pop of the flashbang grenade instantly temporarily blinded everyone inside the chaotic restaurant.
Thick, chemical white smoke aggressively flooded the grand dining room, completely erasing all visibility within seconds.
Sarah felt strong, calloused hands suddenly grab her tightly by the waist and aggressively pull her backward into the dark.
She thrashed wildly in sheer panic until a gruff, familiar voice whispered harshly directly into her ear.
"Stop fighting me and run, girl," Maxwell ordered, shoving her firmly toward the heavy wooden doors of the kitchen.
They sprinted blindly through the abandoned culinary stations, slipping dangerously on spilled sauces and shattered ceramic plates.
Loud, angry shouts and heavy automatic gunfire echoed terrifyingly behind them as David’s men fired blindly into the thick smoke.
Maxwell kicked open a heavy steel door near the freezer, revealing a dark, damp stone staircase leading deep underground.
"Move down the stairs quickly, they will breach the kitchen in less than thirty seconds," the billionaire commanded urgently.
Sarah did not hesitate, rushing down the slippery steps in her bare feet, having completely abandoned her broken high heels.
They reached the very bottom of the hidden smuggler's tunnel, stepping out onto a wooden dock hidden entirely beneath the restaurant's foundation.
A sleek, black military-grade speedboat was waiting quietly in the dark water, fully fueled and ready to launch.
Maxwell leaped into the driver’s seat, aggressively flipping switches and pressing the heavy ignition button.
He looked over his shoulder, his eyes wide with urgency as he yelled for her to get into the vessel.
Sarah hesitated on the edge of the wooden dock, entirely unsure if she could truly trust this ruthless, unpredictable man.
Maxwell pointed a stern finger up toward the burning wreckage of his luxury yacht visible in the distance.
"David currently works for the exact same ruthless cartel that murdered your father, and they will absolutely kill you tonight," Maxwell stated bluntly.
That single terrifying truth finally propelled Sarah forward, and she jumped safely into the passenger seat of the boat.
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Maxwell slammed the throttle forward just as the heavy steel door at the top of the stairs splinters completely open.
David stood violently at the top of the dark tunnel, aiming a heavy assault rifle directly at Sarah’s head.
