Chapter 5 - Reinforcements from the Shadows
The shrill whistle echoed off the brick walls of the alley, cutting through the howling wind.
Jonathan hesitated for a fraction of a second, his eyes darting toward the street entrance. “What was that? Secure the perimeter!” he barked at the two guards.
But it was already too late.
From around the corner of Park Avenue, three unmarked black tactical vans screeched to a halt, blocking the alley exit entirely. Before Jonathan’s guards could even draw their weapons, the side doors flew open, and six heavy-set men in black tactical gear—members of Evelyn’s private, elite security detail—poured into the alley, weapons drawn and trained directly on Jonathan and his men.
“Drop your weapons! Federal and private protective detail! Drop them now!” roared Marcus Vance (no relation to Jonathan), the head of Evelyn’s private security force.
Jonathan’s face turned the color of ash. He frantically tried to raise his pistol toward Evelyn, but before he could fire, one of the tactical guards raised a specialized non-lethal kinetic rifle and fired a high-impact beanbag round square into Jonathan’s chest.
Thud.
The impact knocked the breath entirely out of Jonathan’s lungs. He shrieked as he crashed backward onto the frozen pavement, the suppressed pistol skittering away across the ice into a snowbank. His two guards immediately threw their hands in the air, dropping their sidearms onto the ground and stepping away.
“Secure that traitor,” Evelyn commanded, her voice ringing with absolute power as she stood up from the snowy ground, brushing off her velvet gown with regal composure.
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Marcus rushed forward with two guards, slapping heavy steel handcuffs onto Jonathan as the lawyer groaned in pain on the ground. “Are you alright, Mrs. Whitmore? We monitored your biometric panic button the second you stepped out into the unsupported sector of the property.”
“I’m fine, Marcus,” Evelyn replied sharply, though her eyes were already back on her daughter. “Call the private medical chopper immediately. My daughter is bleeding out.”
