Chapter 18 - The Trap Springs ShutRichard snapped his head upward. Standing on the upper landing, bathed in a pool of moonlight, was Elena. She stood motionless, her arms folded across her chest, looking down at him with an expression of supreme, icy contempt.
“Looking for someone, Richard?” Elena’s voice cut through the dark foyer like a razor-sharp blade.
Richard bared his teeth, a feral snarl twisting his handsome features beyond recognition. “You! It was always you! You ruined everything from the very beginning!”
“I simply cleaned up the trash,” Elena replied calmly, taking a slow step down the stairs.
“I’ll rip you apart with my bare hands!” Richard roared, lunging toward the curved staircase, gripping the iron pipe tightly as he scrambled upward like a rabid animal.
He bounded halfway up the stairs, raising the pipe for a lethal overhead swing.
“Die, you miserable old witch!” Richard screamed.
But as his foot hit the third-to-last step, a hidden tripwire snapped taut beneath his canvas slippers.
CLANG!
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A heavy, industrial-grade steel security net dropped instantly from the vaulted ceiling, enveloping Richard like a weighted cocoon and slamming him hard against the neoclassical stone pillars. The iron pipe slipped from his grip, clattering loudly down the marble stairs.
Richard thrashed wildly inside the reinforced steel mesh, roaring with fury as the net tightened automatically, pinning his arms tightly to his sides.
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