Chapter 27 - The Infiltration of Geneva
Forty-eight hours later, a sleek black stealth boat cut through the dark waters of Lake Geneva under a moonless sky.
David, Marcus, and Richard wore black wet suits, equipped with advanced night-vision gear and silenced weaponry.
They scaled the stone sea wall of Lord Gregory's lakeside estate, slipping past automated thermal cameras with ease.
Using a laser cutter, Marcus created an entry hole in the glass doors of the subterranean wine cellar.
They moved silently up the spiral staircase, entering the grand library where Lord Gregory sat smoking a cigar.
Gregory looked up from his leather armchair, his cold blue eyes showing no surprise as he saw David's drawn weapon.
"Welcome to Switzerland, nephew," Gregory said smoothly, taking a slow puff from his cigar.
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"You're fifty years too late to save the Vance name, David," Gregory added with a dark, mocking laugh.
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