Chapter 18 - Maya Realizes Her Mother Is Still Alive
As they fought their way down the grand marble staircase, a bullet shattered a priceless crystal vase inches from Maya’s head.
Maya returned fire with cold, calculated precision, neutralizing an enforcer attempting to flank their position from the balcony.
“You move like a trained operative, Maya... where did you learn to shoot like that?” Julian asked over the gunfire.
“Growing up hiding in safehouses with my foster uncle teaches you a few survival skills,” Maya shouted back, reloading.
They reached the subterranean garage where the bulletproof Escalade sat waiting with its engine running hot.
The driver slammed the security doors open just as a barrage of tactical rifle fire peppered the concrete pillars.
“Get in! We have to punch through their blockade on the main access road!” the driver yelled over the radio.
Maya climbed into the rear seat alongside Julian, locking her tactical vest as the heavy vehicle accelerated violently.
They smashed through the burning security gates of the Bel-Air estate, launching directly into the Los Angeles night.
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Downtown awaited them, and the final showdown for her mother’s legacy was only minutes away.
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