Chapter 5 - Dominic Confronts The Assassin Inside Ethan’s Dark Bedroom
Dominic stepped cautiously onto the moonlit balcony, the chilly New York night air stinging his face.
Shadows stretched across the manicured lawns below where security floodlights swept back and forth in rhythmic arcs.
A dark figure dressed in black tactical gear crouched near the stone balustrade, holding a frightened, crying Ethan by the arm.
“Let him go,” Dominic said softly, his voice cutting through the wind with lethal precision.
The intruder turned slowly, a silver lion medallion catching the moonlight against his dark turtleneck collar.
“You’re too late, Dominic,” the assassin sneered, pressing the barrel of a pistol against Ethan’s trembling shoulder.
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Dominic’s finger tightened slightly on his trigger, calculating the wind speed and the exact distance between them.
“You touch my son, and you won’t even feel the bullet that hits your brain,” Dominic warned, taking one slow step forward.
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