Chapter 30 - The Siege of London
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"You see, Mara," Gabriel’s voice echoed through the room like a death sentence. "While you were playing with code, I was mobilizing my private asset recovery team. You brought yourself right into a steel box."
"The police are already on their way, Gabriel," I declared, my fingers secretly hitting the execution command for Protocol Zero. 100% complete.
"The local police won't reach the 50th floor in time," Gabriel replied calmly. "Hand over the encryption keys, Mara. Bring the child to the rooftop helipad. Do it, and I will let your father live out the rest of his days in peace."
"Not a chance," Dad said, turning away from the window and pulling two extra magazines from his tactical vest. "Mara, get behind the main server pillar. The glass in this room is reinforced, but it won't hold against heavy explosive charges."
" reverse trace complete!" I whispered frantically to Dad, showing him the tablet screen.
The satellite signal hadn't originated from South America at all. The luxury yacht photo was a complete decoy.
The IP address was bouncing from a location less than two miles away—a private penthouse penthouse overlooking the River Thames.
"He’s in London!" I gasped, looking at Gabriel on the screen. "He’s not on a boat! He’s right here in the city!"
Gabriel’s smile faltered for the briefest fraction of a second on the screen—the first sign of genuine surprise I had seen from him.
"You really are your father's daughter," Gabriel said, his voice losing its playful edge. "Break the doors down," he commanded someone off-camera.
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The screen went black.
Down in the lobby below, the loud, thunderous boom of breaching charges shattered the silence of the tower.
