Chapter 6 - The Local Police Department Is Cut Off From Communication
A loud gunshot shattered the silence of the mansion, the bright muzzle flash illuminating Jim’s desperate, sweaty face for a fraction of a second.
The bullet tore through the drywall near the American flag, sending plaster dust raining down onto the white marble floor below.
Marcus rolled behind a heavy mahogany sofa, pulling his custom Sig Sauer sidearm from his shoulder holster with practiced, fluid motion.
“Jim! Drop the weapon! Federal agents are already monitoring the encrypted server link Leo opened!” Marcus shouted into the shadows.
Jim laughed bitterly, firing a second wild shot toward the library archway before ducking behind the central marble support column.
“There are no federal agents coming, Sterling!” Jim yelled back. “Senator Vance had the local police dispatch lines rerouted three hours ago!”
“This entire estate is on total communications blackout until your wife signs the asset transfer documents over to Vance Holdings!”
Marcus’s blood ran cold as he realized the conspiracy extended far beyond a bitter divorce; it involved state political powers in Washington.
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Senator Arthur Vance was Victoria’s uncle, a ruthless politician who had been trying to acquire Sterling Global’s defense contracts for years.
Marcus knew he was entirely on his own inside his own home, with his son’s life hanging in a terrifyingly delicate balance.
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