LOGINThe elevator doors opened into the violent wind of the rooftop. Cold rain slapped my face at once.I stumbled forward, still trapped in my mother’s tight grip. Her arm was locked around my throat, and the gun in her shaking hand pressed against my side.The roof of Blackwood Tower was dark, wet, and dangerous. The city stretched far below us, glittering like nothing terrible was happening above it. The helicopter at the far end of the roof had its blades spinning fast, throwing rain and wind across the concrete.My heart dropped. They were really taking me away.“Move,” Eleanor hissed into my ear.I tried to pull her arm away, but she tightened it until I could hardly breathe. “Mother, stop,” I choked out. “Please. This is enough.”She laughed softly. “Enough?” she whispered. “Nothing is enough when you have spent your whole life watching others sit on the throne that should have been yours.”The helicopter door opened. A tall man stepped out slowly. For one second, the rain and wind
For one terrible second, I could not breathe.The sound was so loud that it swallowed everything. Leo’s scream. Julian’s cry. Even the crackling fire from the dead flare seemed to disappear under that one sharp sound.I waited for pain, I waited to fall, but I did not.Alexander moved faster than my eyes could follow. One moment, I was standing in front of him with my mother’s gun pointed straight at my chest. The next moment, his body slammed into mine, throwing me and the twins hard behind the overturned mahogany table.We crashed onto the floor together.Leo cried out under me. Julian’s small hands clung to my coat. My head hit the edge of a broken chair, and bright sparks danced in my eyes.“Alexander!” I gasped.He was on top of me, one strong arm around my waist, the other arm covering the boys. His chest was pressed against mine, heavy and warm.For one second, I felt safe. Then I felt something wet. Something warm. It touched my fingers where my hand rested against his side. I
“No!” I screamed. My voice tore through the dark boardroom.I pulled Leo and Julian tighter against my chest and turned my body away from the vent, as if my small body could protect them from fire, gas, and death.Alexander moved first. He pushed me behind him with one strong arm and raised his gun at Victor.“Drop it,” Alexander said. His voice was low, but it shook with anger.Victor laughed. It was not a normal laugh. It sounded broken. Mad. Like a man who had lost everything and wanted the whole world to burn with him.“You still think you can order me around?” Victor asked, breathing hard. Blood ran down the side of his face. “Look at you, Alexander. The Great Ice King. Rich. Powerful. Untouchable.”He took one slow step closer to the vent. The orange fire from the flare made his face look evil.“But now?” Victor smiled. “Now you are just a frightened father.”Alexander’s finger tightened on the trigger. “Take one more step and I’ll put you down.”Victor lifted the briefcase high
The heavy steel gate dropped between us with a loud sound.“Alexander!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the room.I looked through the narrow gaps in the gate. His face had gone pale with anger. He rushed forward and hit the steel with both hands again and again.“Elena! Get down!” Alexander shouted. His voice was full of fear. He pulled out his silver pistol and quickly looked around the dark room.Marcus was already running toward the main power switch at the back of the boardroom. But before he could reach it, the red screen on the wall became brighter.The loud crackling sound from the speakers stopped.Then Gideon Ross’s voice filled the room.“Did you really think catching me in Switzerland would stop everything, Alexander?” Gideon said with a laugh. “I warned you on the mountain. If I lose, everyone loses. The Black Feather system started the moment my private server in the Alps went offline. The penthouse is locked down, and the vaults below are already releasing the rest
The red laser dots rested on my mother's black dress.The glass bottle in her hand shook. Scotch spilled onto the papers on the table before she dropped the bottle down with a heavy sound. The calm look on her face disappeared. For the first time, she looked truly afraid.“What is this?!” she shouted. Her voice cracked with panic as she jumped to her feet. Her chair dragged across the floor with a loud noise. “You’re arresting the wrong people! Alexander Blackwood is the criminal!”The lead federal agent walked forward. His boots stepped over the broken wood near the doorway. He pulled out a set of steel restraints and looked straight at my mother.“Eleanor Vance, you are under arrest for international fraud, conspiracy, and the illegal use of bio-synthetic devices on minors.”My mother stumbled backward until her legs hit the sofa behind her.Around the table, the four men from the London group slowly raised their hands. Their faces had gone pale. Agents took their laptops and pushed
“Don’t move!” a rough voice shouted from above. His voice echoed inside the lift shaft. “We have the cargo lift trapped! Drop your weapons!”Leo and Julian screamed. Their little arms wrapped around my neck so tightly that I could hardly breathe. They shook badly as the lift made a weak metal sound beneath us. We were hanging between the sixty-fourth and sixty-fifth floors, held only by thick cables. The loud alarm kept ringing, making the small space feel even smaller.Alexander did not waste time. He grabbed my waist and moved me and the twins into the far corner of the platform. Then he stood in front of us, using his body to block the light from above.“Marcus, take out the light,” Alexander said in a low voice.Marcus lifted his rifle and fired one shot through the steel ceiling.Bang!The sound was too loud inside the small lift. The flashlight above broke into sparks, and someone cried out in pain. Feet moved quickly above us.“They’re on the sixty-fifth-floor platform, sir,” M
The dark stone tunnel was freezing, but my blood felt hot with fear and anger. The sound of the explosion above us faded away. All I could hear was our heavy breathing and water dripping from the damp walls.Marcus held his rifle close to his chest. His face looked serious under the flashlight. “Th
‘Rat-tat-tat-tat!’ Gunshots ripped through the walls. Dust and gray smoke filled the room. I could barely see anything. My throat burned, and I couldn't even see my own hands. “Leo! Julian!” I screamed, coughing so hard, I could barely breathe. Before I could move from the bed, Alexander cover
I hid his head under my chest, using my shoulder to block the attack. I waited for the sharp pain of the needle entering my skin.Bang!The gunshot echoed through the heavy rain. The doctor froze. His mad smile disappeared, replaced by shock. The silver syringe slipped from his fingers and fell ont
The paper lay on the white hospital bed between us. The black ink on the DNA report felt like it was staring back at me.Marcus’s words hung in the quiet room. No one said anything.I stared at the document, my heart almost stopping. My mind went blank, and the room seemed to spin even worse than i







