Chapter 12 - The Mastermind's Trap
Detective Ramirez escorted Daniel, Emma, and the captured Vanessa out to the mobile command center stationed on the quiet suburban street.
Surveillance vans with high-gain satellite dishes filled the driveway, analyzing the signal origin of the micro-camera found in Emma's room.
A senior FBI agent walked up to Daniel, holding a digital tablet displaying live GPS tracking data.
"Mr. Mercer," the agent reported. "We traced the live transmission signal bouncing off your daughter's bedroom camera. Arthur Vance isn't operating from overseas."
Daniel looked at the screen. A glowing red dot flashed less than two miles away—inside a private luxury penthouse overlooking the harbor.
"He was watching the whole thing live," Daniel said, his jaw clenching tightly. "He watched my daughter every single day."
"He's preparing to board a private helicopter on the roof right now," the agent warned. "We have a strike team en route, but traffic is blocked."
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Daniel turned his eyes toward Detective Ramirez. "Not if we use the harbor access road."
👉 Will they reach the helipad in time to stop Arthur Vance from escaping the country?
