Chapter 11
Two hours later, a heavy rainstorm poured over Manhattan as school dismissed at the elite St. Jude Academy.
A black Chevy Suburban with tinted windows sat idling across the street from the school entrance.
Two men in raincoats stepped out, watching as six-year-old Lily walked toward the curb protected by Carter's personal bodyguards.
The two mercenaries drew concealed weapons, moving quickly to cut off the security team.
Suddenly, a heavy black Ford F-250 smashed directly into the side of the Suburban, crushing the engine block in a shower of sparks.
Carter stepped out of the driver's side of the truck, moving with terrifying speed and combat precision.
Before the first mercenary could raise his weapon, Carter grabbed his wrist, snapping it back with an audible crack and disarming him in one fluid motion.
He drove a bone-shattering elbow into the second mercenary's chest, slamming him against the brick wall of the academy.
In less than five seconds, both attackers were unconscious on the wet pavement.
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Carter knelt down in the pouring rain, gathering a startled Lily into his arms and shielding her from the violence.
"Daddy's got you, baby," Carter whispered gently, kissing her forehead as his bodyguards secured the perimeter.
