Chapter 18 - The Seven-Year-Old Boy Saves His Father Once Again
Before Julian could scream another word at the monitor, Jonathan raised a single finger toward the camera lens.
“Enjoy your hollow victory tonight, Julian, because federal marshals cannot touch me outside national jurisdiction,” Jonathan warned.
“You’re a fugitive, Father; I will hunt you down across every continent until you pay for what you did,” Julian vowed fiercely.
As Jonathan reached out to disconnect the encrypted video feed, seven-year-old Leo noticed a tiny detail in the background.
“Wait, Daddy! Look at the painting behind him on the wall!” Leo pointed urgently at the monitor screen.
Julian glanced at the background image, noticing an antique grandfather clock reflecting in the glass of the oil painting.
The clock’s pendulum was stopped precisely at four o'clock, alongside a distinct brass plaque bearing a specific maritime club logo.
“The New York Yacht Club private offshore annex in Newport, Rhode Island,” Julian recognized instantly.
He quickly gestured to the federal agent, who began typing the location coordinates into a secure tactical tracking device.
“You’re too late, boy... my helicopter is already lifting off the pad,” Jonathan sneered right before cutting the transmission.
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Leo had saved his father once more, providing the exact geographic location of the true mastermind in seconds.
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