Chapter 22 - The Stateroom Ambush
Julian kicked the glass doors open, stepping into the luxurious stateroom with his weapon raised and steady.
Chloe shrieked in horror, dropping her crystal glass onto the plush carpet as she backed against the leather sofa.
The man sitting beside her, Victor Vance—Richard’s long-estranged younger brother—slowly stood up with a dark, confident smirk.
"Julian... how delightfully predictable of you to follow my little invitation," Victor greeted smoothly, adjusting his silk bathrobe.
"Put your hands on your head, Victor," Julian commanded coldly, keeping his sight aligned with Victor's chest.
"You're a long way from New York jurisdiction, Julian," Victor mocked, taking a slow sip from his glass.
"This yacht is registered under the flag of Liberia, and my guards outnumber your team ten to one," Victor added.
Before Julian could respond, the stateroom door behind them slammed shut, and red lights flashed across the ceiling.
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Armed mercenaries in dark uniforms flooded into the room from hidden panels, surrounding Julian and Marcus with rifles raised.
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