Chapter 6
Footsteps echoed from the grand wooden staircase behind them as senior household security guards rushed into the lower hall.
"Mrs. Sterling! Are you alright?" the head of security barked, his hand instantly dropping toward the firearm holstered beneath his tailored suit jacket.
Victoria scrambled to her feet, her hair disheveled and her face twisted in absolute, maniacal rage as she pointed directly at Jaxson.
"Kill him! Shoot him right now and throw his body in the river!" Victoria screamed hysterically, dusting off her ruined velvet dress.
The four armed security guards drew their sidearms in unison, leveling their weapons directly at Jaxson's chest.
Jaxson didn't blink; he slowly dropped the black leather whip to the floor, sliding his hand into the deep pocket of his dark grey overcoat.
"Before your trigger fingers get too excited, gentlemen, I suggest you check your encrypted tactical comms," Jaxson instructed coldly.
The head of security paused, tapping the earpiece receiver embedded in his right ear with a frown of growing confusion.
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A wall of static hissed through his earpiece before a chilling, automated synthesized voice broadcasted across all security channels.
CRITICAL OVERRIDE: ALL PRIVATE ASSETS AND SECURITY CONTRACTS TERMINATED BY FEDERAL ORDER.
