Chapter 68 - the final punitive strike
The corrupt billionaire council of the Black Stone Society sat in their secure, immensely luxurious command center in Zurich, waiting for news of the outbreak in Boston. Instead, the giant digital screen flashed with the image of Noah Carter.
Noah was sitting in his flawless Boston office, radiating an aura of supreme authority.
"Your chemical weapons have been neutralized and seized," Noah declared coldly, his voice echoing in the Zurich boardroom. "Your mercenaries are confessing to everything. You planned to poison millions of innocent people for profit."
The lead billionaire scoffed, looking at the screen. "You cannot touch us, Carter. We are protected by billions of dollars and international borders."
"My father taught me that no one is truly, absolutely safe," Noah smiled, a deadly smile. "Check your offshore accounts."
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Absolute terror washed over their faces. Michael Jr. hadn't just manufactured the cure; he had traced the money used to buy the neurotoxin, draining all their hidden accounts completely and sending the evidence to the International Court. They were left empty-handed.
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