Chapter 9 - The Poisoned Dynasty
"I knew you'd come, mister," Chloe whispered, wrapping her small arms around Julian's neck in a tight hug.
"I promised you help was on the way," Julian replied softly, lifting her safely into his arms.
Marcus secured the remaining mercenary, pulling off his mask to reveal a former intelligence operative from New York.
"Who hired you to kidnap this girl?" Marcus demanded, pressing his weapon against the man's chest.
"A woman named Clara... in Miami," the mercenary gasped in pain.
Julian's heart stopped as he heard his late wife's name spoken aloud in the dark cabin.
Clara Vance had supposedly died in a private plane crash five years ago off the coast of Key West.
"Clara is dead," Julian declared firmly, his voice shaking with sudden, overwhelming confusion.
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"She isn't dead, Mr. Vance," the mercenary laughed coughing up blood. "She's running the entire syndicate."
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