Chapter 30 - THE SUNRISE OVER ASPEN
The heavy vault door was pried open by hydraulic jaws, letting in blinding sunlight and fresh mountain air.
National Guard paramedics rushed inside, wrapping Clara, Elena, and Reese in thermal blankets and oxygen masks.
Clara stepped out onto the snow-covered mountain peak, looking up at four military Blackhawks hovering against the clear blue sky.
"You made it, Clara," Reese smiled through chattered teeth, holding a blanket around his shoulders.
"Where is Julian Vance?" Clara asked the commanding officer on the scene.
"His snowmobile was tracked heading toward a private airfield near the Utah border," the officer reported. "US Marshals have locked down the state line."
Clara looked at the silver smartphone in her hand, watching a live news report on the screen.
The anchor was announcing the global manhunt for Lord Julian Vance and the total collapse of the European Syndicate.
"We finished what my father started," Clara said softly, looking out over the magnificent snow-capped mountains.
May you like
Elena took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Your father would be so proud of you, my child."
They were helped into the rescue chopper as the morning sun washed the white peaks in brilliant gold light.
