Chapter 3 - THE FEDERAL OVERRIDE
Without even turning around, the father raised his left hand and pressed the sleek, matte black access card against a structural pillar.
A hidden sensor beneath the marble inlay flashed a brilliant, blinding crimson light before locking into an encrypted synchronization loop.
The high-tech wall-mounted security scanner hummed violently, overriding every local administrative override code in the building.
Instantly, all cell phone signals, Wi-Fi networks, and satellite downlinks inside the conservatory flatlined into complete silence.
The young man froze mid-stride, staring down at his blank smartphone screen as absolute helplessness washed over his arrogant face.
"My encrypted corporate terminal... it's locked!" the young man whispered, his blonde hair damp with sudden cold sweat.
The father knelt back down beside his daughter, his rugged features softening into a fierce, protective tenderness.
"You're safe now, sweetheart. Nobody is ever going to touch you again," the father murmured, resting a calloused hand on her shoulder.
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The daughter let out a ragged, trembling breath, pressing her face against her father's white henley shirt.
The visible bruising on her pale yellow slip dress stood out like a brutal indictment against the wealthy elites watching in horror.
