Chapter 14
The mercenary commander spun around, raising his submachine gun toward the darkness.
Mateo ducked behind a metal server rack as a hail of bullets shredded the electronic equipment above him.
In one smooth motion, Mateo rolled across the concrete floor, coming up directly behind the commander.
He disarmed the operative with a brutal wrist lock, slamming his face into the steel server casing before pinning him to the floor.
"Who ordered this strike?!" Mateo growled, pressing the warm suppressor barrel against the commander's neck.
The mercenary choked on his own blood, glaring up at Mateo with defiant rage.
"You think you won because you put some weak politician in jail, Garcia?!" the commander wheezed out.
"The real masters of this country don't sit in Texas... they sit in Wall Street boardrooms!"
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"Give me a name!" Mateo demanded, his grip tightening around the commander's throat.
"Vanguard Global... the investment firm behind Vance Development!" the commander shrieked before losing consciousness.
