Chapter 34 - the hunter's trail
Within three hours, the coordinates were delivered. Marco wasn't hiding in Eastern Europe; he had bounced his IP addresses across the globe, but his physical body was located in a heavily fortified luxury penthouse right in the heart of downtown Boston.
Noah geared up, refusing to let his father fight this battle. "You built this peace, Dad," Noah said firmly, standing by the door in a sleek black tactical jacket. "Let me protect it. I am not a child anymore."
Michael looked at his son with profound, overwhelming pride. He handed Noah a custom-engraved handgun. "I know you're not. But remember, we don't fight for revenge anymore, Noah. We fight strictly for survival and protection."
Noah nodded, joining Marcus and an elite strike team. They didn't move like the loud, chaotic mafia hitmen of the past; they moved with the silent, devastating precision of a modern, highly trained paramilitary unit.
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They breached the luxury high-rise, bypassing the electronic security systems Marco thought were impenetrable. Noah stepped out of the private elevator, ready to bring the digital terrorist completely into the harsh, violent light of reality.
👉 read part 35 to see the penthouse confrontation.
