Chapter 18 - Surrounding the sprawling mansion grounds with federal marshals as unidentified mercenary vehicles approach the iron security gates under cover of darkness without any warning.
The submission of the grandfather's journal to the Department of Justice triggered an immediate, massive response across the capital.
That very night, federal marshals established a secure perimeter around the sprawling Westchester estate, parking tactical vans along the tree line.
Liam and Clara were sitting in the living room, watching little Nico sleep peacefully in his crib when the perimeter alarms blared.
Marcus rushed into the room, his face tense as he stared at the master security monitors displaying the front iron security gates.
"Boss, we've got three unmarked black armored trucks ramming the outer gates without any warning or radio communication," Marcus reported.
"Cartel enforcers trying to recover the journal before the grand jury subpoenas are served tomorrow morning," Liam stated calmly.
"Get Clara and Nico down to the subterranean bunker right now; I'm staying right here to welcome our uninvited guests," Liam ordered.
"I'm not hiding underground while you fight off mercenaries, Liam," Clara insisted, strapping a service holster over her green maid uniform shirt.
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Liam looked into her fierce, unyielding eyes and realized arguing with her was completely useless; she was a true Sterling now.
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