Chapter 8 - The Price of Treason
Rain whipped violently across the industrial shipping containers at Terminal 4 as Dominic walked into the main warehouse alone, wearing a long dark coat over his suit.
Victor stood on an elevated metal gantry above a row of heavy cargo crates, holding a detonator switch in his gloved hand, flanked by six armed mercenaries.
"You always were too sentimental, Dominic!" Victor shouted down over the sound of the storm. "Six years ago, you let a maid ruin your focus! Now you're letting her child take away what belongs to me!"
"Clara was an innocent woman, Victor," Dominic replied, his voice calm and steady as he stepped into the center of the floor. "And Lily is my legitimate heir. You are nothing but a thief who broke the sacred oath of our family."
Victor sneered, raising his hand toward the detonator switch. "It doesn't matter! Once this terminal burns, the board will vote me in as chairman!"
Before Victor’s thumb could touch the trigger, a silent sniper beam illuminated his chest from the high rafters.
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Marco and ten elite Moretti tactical operatives descended from the ceiling cables, disarming Victor’s mercenaries in a lightning-fast tactical breach that lasted less than ten seconds.
👉 Read PART 9 to see how Victor was brought to justice!
