Chapter 2 - The Mansion Doors Burst Open
Heavy, tactical boots echoed through the marble foyer like rolling thunder before a devastating storm.
The dining room double doors swung violently inward, crashing against the mahogany walls with deafening force.
Chief of Global Security, Vance Miller, stepped into the private dining hall holding a thick leather compliance folder.
Brendan’s condescending laughter dissolved instantly in his throat, replaced by a sudden, choking gasp of disbelief.
“Vance? What the hell are you doing in my mother’s house on a Sunday evening?” Brendan stammered, standing up.
Vance didn't even glance at Brendan, bypassing the entire shocked family as if they were invisible dust particles.
He marched straight toward Cassidy, stopping respectfully before her chair and snapping into a crisp, military salute.
“Protocol 7 is fully engaged, Director Cassidy; all asset freezes and corporate liquidations are now live,” Vance reported.
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Diane’s wine glass slipped from her trembling fingers, shattering against the Persian rug in a splash of red.
Jessica covered her mouth, her eyes darting between Vance and the soaked pregnant woman sitting quietly across the table.
