Chapter 7 - The Ambush
Armed with Vanessa’s confession, Dominic flew back to the New Hampshire safehouse. But the moment the private jet touched down at the remote airstrip, Marcus’s radio crackled.
"Boss. We have a breach at the compound. Multiple armed hostiles."
Dominic’s heart stopped. Clara and Leo were there.
"Get us there now!" Dominic roared.
By the time the armored vehicles reached the mountain road, the compound was engulfed in smoke. Julian’s mercenaries had bypassed the outer gates.
Dominic didn't wait for the vehicle to stop. He kicked the door open, firing his sidearm as he sprinted toward the main entrance. The courtyard was a war zone.
"Clara!" he screamed over the gunfire.
He found them in the panic room. The heavy steel door was dented from explosives, but it had held. Clara was huddled in the corner, clutching Leo, her face covered in soot.
When Dominic entered, Clara let out a sob of pure relief and threw herself into his arms. Dominic held them both, burying his face in Clara’s neck.
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"It’s okay," he breathed. "I’ve got the proof. We end this today."
But as they stepped out of the panic room, a single figure stood in the hallway, holding an assault rifle. Julian.
