Chapter 11
Charlotte did not stop walking, nor did her expression show a single flicker of fear.
"You don't have the courage to pull that trigger, Evelyn," Charlotte stated with terrifying calm.
"You hire men to do your dirty work in dark alleys because you're a coward."
Evelyn's hand shook violently, the rain blinding her as she tried to keep the weapon steady.
"Stay back!" Evelyn screamed, her finger tightening on the trigger.
A loud, sharp crack echoed through the airport tarmac, but it did not come from Evelyn's gun.
A sniper shot from the hangar roof shattered the pistol in Evelyn's hand, sending it flying across the wet pavement.
Evelyn screamed in pain, clutching her bleeding wrist as she collapsed to her knees in the rain.
Marcus and three tactical officers emerged from the shadows of the hangar, securing the area instantly.
Charlotte knelt down beside Evelyn, looking into her tear-streaked, terrified face.
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"Your father took my family's legacy," Charlotte whispered into her ear.
"And today, I take everything back from you."
