Chapter 2 - The Grip Breaks
Ethan's fingers loosened instantly from Clara's collar as the terrifying reality of who stood before him finally registered in his mind.
The charcoal gray suit he wore suddenly felt like a straitjacket as a cold sweat broke out across his slicked-back dark hair.
Mr. Sterling stepped further into the grand marble foyer, his navy blue trench coat sweeping past the framed US flag with absolute authority.
"I asked you a question, Ethan," Arthur Sterling rumbled, his voice carrying the chilling weight of a man who controlled global markets.
Ethan stumbled half a step backward, his mouth opening and closing silently like a fish gasping for air on dry land.
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Clara clutched her light blue maternity dress tightly against her swollen stomach, her breath steadying as her father closed the distance.
The four silent bodyguards standing behind Arthur locked their gazes onto Ethan with the lethal precision of trained tactical operatives.
