Chapter 7 - Medical Triage Inside The Opulent Living Room
The front door lock clicked open with a heavy mechanical thud before anyone inside could reach the heavy brass handle.
The door swung inward, and two elite tactical medics stepped across the threshold with calm, practiced efficiency.
Mark lunged forward in a blind rage, attempting to block their path and protect his fragile illusion of control.
“Get out of my house right now or I’ll have you all arrested for trespassing!” Mark shouted, balling his fists.
The lead operative didn't blink; with blinding speed, he swept Mark’s legs out from under him and pinned him to the floor.
Clara screamed in horror as Mark was secured in heavy tactical zip-ties within less than three seconds flat.
“Clear the area and secure the principal’s daughter immediately,” the lead operative commanded into his shoulder radio.
The second medic knelt beside Elena on the hardwood floor, gently checking her pulse and assessing her damaged ribs.
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“Hang in there, Mrs. Vance; our medical extraction team is already waiting outside in the ambulance,” the medic said softly.
Elena nodded weakly, a profound wave of relief washing over her face as she was carefully lifted onto a padded medical stretcher.
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