Chapter 14 - When wooden shafted golf clubs become weapons of betrayal, an innocent child's tearful voice sparks an unforgettable revolution within a wealthy corporate dynasty home.
The discarded wooden-shafted golf club still lay abandoned on the kitchen marble tiles, a stark reminder of Bridget's vicious attack.
Nathan glanced down at it as they passed, kicking the weapon aside with his leather shoe into the dark pantry corner.
"When we finish this, that club is going straight into federal evidence as the primary murder attempt exhibit," Nathan growled.
A volley of silenced gunfire echoed from the foyer, followed by the heavy thud of combat boots rushing across the hardwood floors.
Marcus stepped around the corner, his black suit covered in dust and a small graze bleeding on his left temple.
"Boss, they're using thermal breaching charges on the side terrace doors; we've got about thirty seconds before they enter!" Marcus warned.
"Fallback to the panic room corridor and secure the biometric seals," Nathan commanded without a trace of panic in his voice.
Clara positioned herself in front of Lily, her navy blue dress swaying as she raised her firearm toward the dark corridor intersection.
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"They won't touch her over my dead body," Clara stated with a terrifying, unyielding resolve that made Marcus nod in deep respect.
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