Chapter 17
The lead operative dropped his rifle instantly, raising his hands high above his head as federal security flooded the courtyard.
Within forty-eight seconds, all six Apex Global operatives were pinned to the cobblestone and secured in heavy restraints.
The heavy oak front doors of the estate swung open smoothly, and Clara stepped out onto the grand stone portico.
She stood tall and composed, her long wavy brown hair catching the amber glow of the emergency lights.
The captive lead operative looked up from the wet stone, his eyes widening in shock as he recognized the woman from the dossier.
"You... you're Clara Vance," the operative spat out, struggling against his zip-ties.
"Mrs. Vance to you," Clara corrected coldly, walking down the stone steps until she stood directly over him.
"Tell your master in Zurich that the next time he sends a message, he should come himself."
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She turned her back on him dismissively, walking calmly back toward the warmth of the grand estate entrance.
The threat from Zurich had been neutralized, but Clara knew the global syndicate would never stop trying.
