Chapter 4 - Watching a terrified waitress enter a sleek luxury sedan as armed bodyguards protect her from an active syndicate hunting her across town late at night.
Inside the sprawling penthouse, floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking panoramic view of Lake Michigan under the midnight storm clouds.
Sofia stood near a polished mahogany counter, accepting a warm wool blanket and a bottle of mineral water from the head bodyguard.
"The man who grabbed your arm at the booth is named Vance, a mid-level enforcer for a rival tech syndicate," Dom said, walking in.
He held a glass tablet displaying real-time security feeds from the diner, showing police tape surrounding the booth they had just vacated.
"They realized you ruined their hit, and within ten minutes, your name and address were circulated on encrypted dark web channels," Dom added.
Sofia took a small sip of water, her hands trembling slightly as the full weight of her dangerous new reality set in.
"I can't go back to my apartment, can I?" she asked softly, her voice barely louder than the patter of rain against the glass.
"Your old life ended the second that coffee hit my suit," Dom stated calmly, placing a sleek black smartphone onto the table before her.
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"From this moment on, you are under my personal protection, and no one on earth can touch you without going through me first."
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