Chapter 5
The atmosphere inside the brightly lit showroom plummeted below freezing in less than a second.
Mateo didn't flinch, nor did he break eye contact with Chad's furious expression.
Before Chad's bodyguard could unholster his weapon, Mateo moved with lightning-fast military precision.
He grabbed the bodyguard's wrist, twisting it back until an audible crack echoed off the polished tile floor.
The bodyguard screamed in agony, dropping to his knees as Mateo disarmed him in one fluid motion and tossed the pistol onto the sofa.
The second bodyguard reached for his holster, but Mateo drove a devastating side kick directly into the man's knee, folding him instantly.
Chad took two frantic steps backward, his face turning ghost-white as he stared at his neutralized security team.
"You're not just a businessman," Chad stammered, his tough facade completely collapsing into sheer panic.
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"Captain Mateo Garcia, former United States Army Special Forces," Mateo stated calmly, adjusting his bomber jacket without a single scratch on his hands.
"I spent six years hunting dangerous men in the Middle East before I came back home to clean up Texas."
