Chapter 7 - A Sudden Ambush Shatters The Quiet Office Morning

Before Declan could answer, the shrill, deafening shriek of the building’s emergency fire alarm pierced the air.
The overhead lights flickered once before plunging the 14th-floor executive suite into absolute, eerie darkness.
“That’s not a drill,” Sarah said instantly, her hand dropping beneath her skirt to draw a concealed Glock 19.
Outside the glass-walled office, the open-plan bullpen erupted into shouts and frantic movement.
Heavy tactical footsteps echoed across the polished marble flooring of the elevator lobby.
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“Someone compromised your safe frequency,” Sarah warned, pressing her back against the reinforced mahogany wall.
“Not my frequency,” Declan muttered, drawing his own firearm with practiced, lethal ease.
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