Director Thomas pulled the trigger of his gold-plated handgun.
Damien Vance lunged directly across the massive glass desk, slamming his forearm into Director Thomas’s wrist right as the weapon fired.
The stray bullet shattered a large crystal vase against the back wall, showering the room in sharp fragments.
Director Thomas struggled aggressively, trying to turn the barrel back toward Damien’s chest.
Director Thomas said to Damien Vance, “You cannot stop the future, Damien!
The Shadow Council will rule this century!”
Behind them on the desk, the bioscanner flashed a bright, solid green.
The crimson warning lights on the main wall monitor instantly vanished, replaced by stark white text.
The screen read: SYSTEM OVERRIDE: CORE ENCRYPTION PURGED.
A loud, sizzling hiss echoed from the black terminal as a massive electrical surge melted the silver flash drive into a useless puddle of smoking plastic and metal. Enjoying the story? Read on at NovelPing.
The upload stopped completely.
Damien Vance grabbed Director Thomas by his tie and slammed him hard against the thick glass window overlooking the city.
Damien Vance said to Director Thomas, “The drive is dead.
Tell me who gave you the order to betray my family, or you go through this glass.”
Director Thomas laughed through his teeth, staring into Damien’s eyes without an ounce of fear.
Director Thomas said to Damien Vance, “You think I am the mastermind?
Your own grandfather, Old Master Vance, is the head of the Shadow Council.
He never died five years ago.”
Evelyn Vance gasped in absolute horror, the leather journal slipping from her hands and hitting the floor.
Before Damien Vance could process the words, Director Thomas smashed his chin down, pressing a hidden panic button sewn directly into his suit collar.
Massive, heavy steel emergency blast shutters instantly slammed down over all the penthouse doors and windows, blocking out the city lights and trapping them inside an impenetrable metal box.
Evelyn Vance ran to the primary elevator terminal, her fingers flying across the locked touchscreen.
Evelyn Vance said to Damien Vance, “Damien!
The elevator power is completely cut off!
The screen says a self-destruct countdown has started for this entire high-rise!”
A giant digital clock materialized on the reinforced steel wall shutters, glowing with bright crimson numbers as it began to tick backward.
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