the belly of the chopper snapped on, cutting through the darkness like a physical

near the altar, shielding his eyes, frantically shouting

e from all sides. They moved with military precision, instant

ssive champagne tower. Her haute couture gown dragged through the spilled

ipad. Dangelo carried Annabelle's body down th

penthouse presidential suite. They had conver

e king bed. He spent a long moment straightening the col

the elevator, the gentleness vanished. His jaw ti

closed door, desperate to follow h

m were kicked open. Dangelo walked into the roo

oor, hands behind their heads, guns pointed at t

pathetic attempt to regain control. "Valencia, what is this? Y

stance in three massive strides and dr

Axel's nose breaking ech

could roll away, Dangelo's heavy leather shoe planted firmly on the

ional discipline. He seamlessly blocked her frantic path. With a swift, practiced move, he seized her flailing arm, twisted it firmly behind her back, and

uty stepped forward and threw a ruggedized military tablet down

s the display. Encrypted bank statements showing the forged financials. Digital

the room. The people who had been kissing Axel's ring

like a physical weight. Dangelo hadn't just come to shoot them. H

air. Dangelo had orchestrated the official

Dangelo slowly removed his foot from Axel's ch

behind his back and slapped the steel cuffs on his wrists. "T

l population block," he whispered, his voi

ss the floor. Her ruined dress tore at the seams, exposing her

watched them being dragged away, he didn'

gelo's bicep to keep him upright. "Sir.

at. A dark, terrifying patch of red blood was rapidly expanding acro

is back on the FBI and walked toward the el

back against the cold metal wall. His legs gave out. He slid down unt

ut a small, tarnished metal object. It was the St. Clair Pre

l sob tore from his throat. The sound was so full of agony