Chapter 62 - the empty parking lot
alexander junior stood in the freezing rain, staring at clara's abandoned car in the hospital parking garage. her purse was still on the passenger seat, but there was no sign of a struggle. no blood, no shattered glass. just absolute, terrifying emptiness.
sophia arrived minutes later in an armored suv, accompanied by the aging but incredibly fierce caesar. she looked at her son’s pale, devastated face, immediately recognizing the exact same terror she had felt decades ago.
"the security cameras were looped," alexander junior said, his voice dropping into a cold, terrifying register that perfectly echoed his grandfather, damian. "they didn't want a ransom. this is a highly coordinated professional extraction."
suddenly, alexander junior’s encrypted phone buzzed. a single, untraceable text message appeared on the screen: "the supply chain for the girl. you have forty-eight hours."
sophia placed a warm, steady hand on her son's shoulder. she didn't offer empty comforts. "we do not negotiate with terrorists, alexander. we hunt them. we find her."
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alexander junior looked up, his brown eyes turning entirely pitch black with an overwhelming, lethal fury. the doctor was gone. the apex predator of the cross bloodline had officially awakened.
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