Chapter 21
Three days passed in tense, agonizing silence, with no further messages or warnings from the mysterious figure in Zurich.
Ethan kept his security detail doubled, refusing to leave Lily's side even when she attended her private preparatory school.
On the fourth morning, a heavy autumn fog rolled across the Texas plains, blanketing the Vance estate in a dense, ghostly white shroud.
Ethan stood on the front porch with a cup of black coffee, watching the perimeter gates through the swirling morning mist.
His satellite phone suddenly buzzed with a high-priority emergency override alert from his intelligence operatives in Europe.
He tapped accept, bringing the frantic voice of his European station chief directly to his ear.
"Mr. Vance! We tracked the IP address of that Zurich photo! It's not coming from a hospital—it's bouncing off a private charter plane headed straight for Dallas!" the agent shouted over static.
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"When does that flight touch down?!" Ethan demanded, his voice sharpening into dangerous command.
"Ten minutes ago, sir. They're already on American soil."
