Chapter 2 - The Secret Threat Waiting Outside The Iron Gates
The cold morning air of the affluent American suburb swept through the grand open double doors of the mansion.
Outside the wrought-iron security gates, a heavy fog rolled across the manicured lawns and towering oak trees.
The attacker stared in frozen disbelief at the figure emerging slowly from the dense morning mist.
His hand trembled slightly as he lowered the heavy wooden baseball bat toward the pristine marble floor.
“That’s impossible,” he whispered again, his voice cracking with sudden, uncontrollable panic.
Chloe clutched her mother’s lifeless hand, her tears dripping onto the crimson pool spreading across the white tiles.
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The sound of crunching gravel echoed ominously from the private driveway outside the entrance.
A sleek black SUV had stopped directly in front of the gate, its high-beam headlights piercing the mansion’s foyer.
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