Chapter 8 - The Father's Command.
Before Silas could pull the trigger, the mirrored ceiling above them exploded.
A concussive blast knocked all three of them to the ground, filling the room with plaster and dust.
Elara's father wasn't just monitoring the radios; he had eyes on the entire building.
"Did you really think we didn't vet the team, Silas?" her father's voice boomed through the hacked intercom system.
Elara recovered first, diving for her discarded weapon.
She rolled onto her back and fired two shots into Silas's chest before he could raise his rifle.
He collapsed backward into the shattered glass, his betrayal ending in a pool of blood.
Marcus scrambled on his hands and knees, desperate to reach the secret vault behind the mirrors.
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Elara stood up slowly, brushing the plaster from her torn black dress.
She walked toward Marcus, the hunt finally coming to an end.
