Chapter 7 - Rewiring The Security System While Sparks Fly
Daniel pulled a small Swiss Army knife from his trouser pocket, carefully flipping out the miniature wire cutters.
“Noah, hold this flashlight steady right on the main bus terminal,” Daniel instructed, his hands moving with surgical precision.
Noah gripped the flashlight without a single tremor, his eight-year-old eyes wide with intense, unwavering focus.
Vanessa watched in stunned silence, realizing that this family possessed a resilience she could never comprehend.
“If I cut the wrong colored cable, this entire rooftop grid will short-circuit into our hands,” Daniel warned quietly.
“You can do it, Dad; you always fix everything,” Noah encouraged with absolute, unshakable faith in his father.
Daniel took a deep breath, steadying his breathing against the freezing wind howling across the Chicago skyline.
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He snipped through a thick bundle of red and blue wires, severing the connection to Julian’s remote server.
A loud, collective groan echoed from the hidden estate speakers as the digital display screens flickered and died.
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