Deadly Embrace

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y rotated my sniper, scanning the shipment port twelve hundred meters away. My breathing steadi

They'd kill indiscriminately, irrespective of gender or age. They would even kill brutally, even without being on a mission. And worst of it all,

e day: Heart sh

as weighing my options as I tapped against the trigger slightly. I waited for a few mo

l came in, causing me to vibrate. The shot practic

have time to contemplate my mistake. I just needed to make a run for it,

mission, so I usually had

w they were coming, and could feel the tension in the air. Suddenly, two o

ply. The knife clattered to the ground as the man cried out in pain. Using the momentum, I drove my elbow into

and more buffed, char

pled over, I brought my knee up into his face, sending him staggering back. He regained his stance quickly, throwing a series of punches. I evaded each one, my movements

time, I immediately dug into my pocket, pulling out my keys and pressing the start button as I could hear more men heading my way. I turned the corner to see my all-black McLaren 720S

ry mission I went on, I had to carry a phone, and the only per

ancelled." It couldn't be the former because I always hit the deadline, and it most certai

called. "I have to go see him then," I said as I

unded by an electrified fence, the sound of electricity, a consta

eth, patrolling with the precision of a military unit. "Welcom

ner, the green light acknowledging my identity. Beyond this was the center of my father's fortress:

urity checkpoint, a retinal scanner that only recognized membe

the wall. I took a deep drag from my cigar, th

A naked woman, one of his staff, was settled

r growled, pushing the woman awa

sessed the same unique hair I had inherited, thick and dark, with a distinctive silver streak running

xpression dull as ever, muscles rippling as he pushed the

I asked, still smoking. "

ill him," my father

d only blow his arm off," I said with a hint of curiosit

voice. "We are going to be joi

not want to even know about any discussion you've had, but as lo

young, you do

ook, intercepting his words and walking out

nti's POV (Mic

im?" I asked, with a conc

e laying his hands on me. "If he won't lea

concerned and desperate look