Chapter 6 - Matte Black Choppers Land Outside
Two matte-black tactical helicopters touched down smoothly on the manicured lawn of the Sterling family estate.
The doors slid open simultaneously, and twelve heavily armed private security operatives dropped onto the damp grass.
They moved with absolute military synchronization, fanning out to secure every perimeter gate, exit, and security booth.
Local guards stationed at the front gates didn't even have time to reach their panic buttons before they were disarmed.
Inside the mansion, the emergency power systems flickered as external communication lines were instantly jammed by electronic warfare pods.
Margaret’s landline phone went completely dead, and cell service bars dropped to zero across every mobile device in the room.
“What is the meaning of this? Who authorized aircraft on my property?” Margaret screamed over the deafening rotor wash.
Julian ran to the window, staring outside in sheer terror as armed operatives surrounded the perimeter with assault rifles.
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“Mother... they’re not local police... they look like federal tactical teams!” Julian stammered, his face turning ghostly pale.
Elena stood quietly by the marble table, smoothing down the folds of her crimson gown with slow, deliberate movements.
