Chapter 31 - THE UNOPENED LETTER FROM PARIS
Outside the castle, a heavy blizzard swept across the Swiss Alps, howling against the thick stone walls of the fortress.
Marcus Vance instantly drew his sidearm, taking a tactical stance between Sierra and Julian's guards.
"Stand down, Julian!" Marcus ordered, his voice echoing loudly through the stone hall.
Julian chuckled darkly, gesturing for four heavy security guards armed with automatic weapons to surround them.
"You have no jurisdiction here, agent," Julian sneered, holding out his gloved hand toward Sierra. "Give me the chip, Sierra."
Sierra looked at Julian, then at Baron von Bern, feeling no fear—only an overwhelming, unstoppable maternal fury.
She reached into her coat, pulling out a small silver remote detonator connected to a thermite charge inside her luggage.
"If you take one step closer, Julian, I press this button and destroy the chip along with your bank's entire server connection," Sierra declared.
Suddenly, Baron von Bern's private satellite phone rang on the table, displaying an urgent incoming transmission from Paris.
The Baron answered the phone, listening for three seconds before his face drained of all color in pure terror.
He looked up at Sierra with wide, trembling eyes, his hands shaking violently as he addressed the room.
"Stop!" Baron von Bern shouted to his guards, his voice cracking with sudden, overwhelming dread.
"Who just called you, Baron?" Sierra asked, her thumb hovering over the detonator button.
The Baron swallowed hard, looking at an unopened golden envelope resting on his desk that carried a French diplomatic seal.
"It was the French Ministry of Interior..." the Baron whispered, staring at Sierra with profound shock.
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"They just informed us that your daughter Lily was born with a sovereign diplomatic immunity registered under the House of Bourbon..."
"And an elite tactical team from Paris has just crossed the Swiss border to secure her mother."
