Chapter 12 - Disarming a vengeful intruder inside a dark mansion hallway as a brave son defends his mother from violent attack tonight.
Wayne kicked through the glass patio doors, his boots crunching on glass as he stepped into the dark, sunlit atrium hall.
Before he could raise his weapon, Ethan charged from behind a marble pillar, slamming into Wayne with full force.
The two men crashed onto the hard floor, struggling wildly for control of the loaded handgun in the dim moonlight.
Wayne managed to strike Ethan across the jaw, but Ethan refused to break his grip on the intruder's wrist.
With a sudden surge of strength born from a desire to protect his mother, Ethan twisted Wayne's arm, disarming him instantly.
The gun clattered across the floor, spinning to a stop right at Margaret's feet as she stepped out holding a shotgun.
"Don't move a single muscle," Margaret commanded, racking the shotgun slide back with ruthless, professional military precision.
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Wayne froze, staring into the barrel of the shotgun as sirens wailed in the distance, signaling the arrival of police units.
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