Chapter 7 - The Emotional Reunion
Claire crawled out of the cargo hold, her eyes wide with shock and relief as she caught sight of her father standing on the tarmac.
“Dad!” Claire cried out, bursting into tears as she stumbled forward toward his open arms.
Richard lowered his weapon instantly, holstering the sidearm as he rushed forward to catch his daughter in a crushing embrace.
“I’ve got you, sweetheart. You’re safe now. No one is ever going to hurt you again,” Richard whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.
Claire buried her face in her father’s navy blue jacket, sobbing out all the pent-up terror of the harrowing ordeal.
Off to the side, Eleanor watched the emotional reunion with a look of pure, unadulterated venom etched across her aging face.
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“This isn't over, Richard. The courts will tear you apart for this kidnapping,” Eleanor spat bitterly, stepping toward the tarmac edge.
“The only thing getting torn apart today is your entire criminal empire, Eleanor,” a crisp, authoritative voice echoed from behind them.
