Chapter 11 - A Midnight Confrontation Outside The Corporate Headquarters Building
Under the cover of a freezing midnight rain, Nathan stood outside the Whitmore Tower entrance overlooking the city streets.
His security chief walked up quietly, holding an encrypted tablet displaying real-time tracking data across the state.
“Rainer’s primary accounts in the Cayman Islands have been frozen by federal magistrates, Mr. Whitmore,” the chief reported.
“And what about Dominic himself? Is he still running through the industrial district?” Nathan asked, his eyes sharp.
“Our informants report he’s heading toward his private airstrip in an attempt to flee the country by dawn,” the chief replied.
Nathan nodded slowly, adjusting his wool overcoat as he considered the chess match coming to its explosive conclusion.
“Do not let him leave North Carolina airspace; coordinate with federal aviation control to ground his bird immediately,” Nathan ordered.
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“Understood, boss; my team is already positioned near the perimeter gates,” the chief confirmed before melting back into the shadows.
Nathan turned back toward the warm lights of his estate, knowing the final reckoning was only hours away.
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