Chapter 23 - ARRIVAL IN THE CITY OF ANGELS
Marcus’s Gulfstream jet touched down at Van Nuys Airport in Los Angeles under the bright, unforgiving California sun.
A tactical team of federal agents and private security specialists met him right on the tarmac in a convoy of armored SUVs.
"Mr. Thorne, our intelligence confirms the Syndicate Director is barricaded inside his Bel-Air corporate fortress," the lead agent reported.
"Mobilize the team. We breach the compound within the hour," Marcus instructed with absolute, ice-cold determination.
The convoy sped through the sun-drenched streets of Los Angeles, racing toward the exclusive hills of Bel-Air.
The target was a sprawling, ultra-modern glass mansion perched on a cliffside, surrounded by high-voltage security fences.
Marcus sat in the backseat of the lead vehicle, pulling Rory's folded drawing out of his suit pocket to look at it one last time.
The bright yellow sun and two stick figures holding hands gave him an invincible surge of focus and strength.
He folded the paper back up, slipping it into his pocket as the armored vehicles screeched to a halt outside the iron gates.
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The security guards inside the mansion compound drew their weapons, but they were entirely unprepared for the overwhelming force descending upon them.
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