Chapter 24 - the titanium wall
The museum's heavy titanium security doors slammed shut in absolute unison, sealing the massive room. A deafening, automated alarm paralyzed the wealthy guests in pure shock. Sophie marched directly to the center of the room, her commanding presence eclipsing the chaos entirely and silencing the panic.
"Nobody moves," Sophie ordered, her voice projecting with undeniable, cinematic authority. The disguised mercenaries frantically drew their weapons, realizing their cover was blown, but they were entirely too late.
Sophie's elite, heavily muscular private security contractors flooded the ballroom from the hidden shadows of the balcony and the kitchen doors. They moved with the lethal, silent grace of true phantoms, disarming the attackers with surgical, bone-crushing precision.
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The mercenaries were violently tackled to the polished marble floor before a single shot could be fired. Marcello's grand, theatrical ambush was flawlessly thwarted in a matter of seconds. But Sophie knew the true mastermind was still hiding in the dark. She looked down at the terrified squad leader pinned to the floor, ready to extract every single secret from his mind.
👉 read part 25 to see the chilling interrogation.
