Chapter 13 - The Tactical Strike
Arthur Sterling stepped out of the lead black SUV, holding a high-powered hunting rifle over his shoulder.
Harrison sprinted from the passenger side, securing little Lily into his arms and carrying her safely back to Vivian.
“Are you alright, Captain?” Harrison asked, his charcoal suit covered in grass dust.
“I’m fine!” Vivian said, scooping both her daughters into her arms while checking them for injuries.
Arthur walked over to the fallen gunman, using his boot to turn the man over on the grass.
Tattooed across the man’s right forearm was an emblem depicting a silver anchor wrapped in a black serpent.
Vivian’s eyes widened as she recognized the logo immediately.
“Vanguard Defense Corporation,” Vivian whispered, horror creeping into her voice.
“They were Victoria’s primary offshore buyers,” Arthur confirmed, his face turning solemn.
“They aren't trying to take the estate, Vivian,” Harrison added, pulling a satellite tracker from the gunman’s jacket.
“They’re hunting the Annapolis coordinates your father buried thirty years ago.”
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Vivian looked down at her two young daughters, her resolve hardening into pure, unyielding diamond.
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