Chapter 29 - The Final Reckoning
"Get the children and Elena into the panic tunnel behind the back wall," I instructed Bruno, who was back on his feet, holding his side with gritted teeth.
"I'm not leaving you, boss," Bruno grunted, racking the slide of his shotgun with a satisfying metallic clack.
"It's not a request," I said coldly, standing up and retrieving my carbine. "My father and I have a board meeting to attend."
Vincent stepped up beside me, a grim, satisfied smirk playing across his lips. "Like old times, Adrien."
"Like old times," I agreed.
We formed a two-man kill zone right at the entrance of the safe room corridor. The shadows at the end of the hall shifted, and five heavily armored Zurich operatives emerged, their tactical flashlights cutting through the dust-filled air.
"Drop your weapons!" their lead enforcer barked through a voice modulator.
We didn't answer with words.
My father and I opened fire simultaneously. The narrow corridor turned into a blinding wall of muzzle flashes and deafening gunfire. Bullets ricocheted off the reinforced concrete walls as the Zurich enforcers scrambled for cover, returning heavy suppressive fire.
I stepped out from the doorway, taking a calculated risk, and swept my carbine across three targets in rapid succession. Two dropped instantly; the third caught my shoulder armor with a glancing round that burned hot against my skin.
Beside me, Vincent moved with terrifying precision, flanking the remaining operatives and cutting off their retreat toward the exit stairs.
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Within thirty seconds, the gunfire stopped.
Five bodies lay motionless across the hallway floor. The Zurich board's elite strike team had been completely wiped out.
