Chapter 18 - THE THUNDER STRIKE
Before William could fire a single shot, a massive FBI SWAT helicopter descended from the dark clouds above.
"William Sterling! Drop your weapon immediately!" a megaphone bellowed from the federal chopper.
William raised his rifle toward the sky, firing a burst of rounds into the searchlight.
Four elite sniper shots echoed simultaneously across the Manhattan skyline.
William staggered backward, dropping his rifle onto the wet concrete before collapsing near the ledge.
Inside the medical chopper, a loud, clear cry broke through the chaotic storm noise.
"It's a girl!" Dr. Harrison announced joyfully, placing the newborn baby wrapped in a warm blanket onto Clara's chest.
Clara wept openly, holding her newborn daughter tight against her beating heart.
"You're safe now, my sweet girl," Clara whispered, kissing the baby's soft forehead.
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Below them, NYPD cruisers surrounded the Plaza Hotel, their sirens filling the city streets with triumphant sound.
Reese walked out onto the helipad, giving Clara a weary, relieved smile as the chopper prepared for takeoff.
