Let's get them

The sound of Elias's body hitting the cold concrete echoed in the tunnel, sending a ripple of panic through the team. Victor was the first to rush to his side, checking for signs of life. His face hardened. "He's gone."

"Damn it!" Alexander cursed under his breath. His hand tightened around the grip of his weapon. His heart was pounding—anger, fear, and confusion battling for dominance. Marco's father. Everything was falling into place, but they still didn't have enough pieces of the puzzle. He wanted answers, and he needed them now.

Victor stood up, his face grim. "We need to get out of here before we're ambushed."

Alexander's mind raced. If Marco's father was alive, that meant the threat wasn't over—it had only just begun. And now, Elias, the only person who had any real knowledge of the situation, was dead. He couldn't afford to lose anyone else. Not Mia. Not their unborn child.

He nodded, pulling himself together. "Move out. We're heading back to the estate."

Back at the Estate – Early Morning

The night had been long, and the adrenaline still buzzed through Alexander's veins as he returned to the estate. Mia was waiting for him in the living room, her eyes full of concern. The moment she saw him, her breath caught, her gaze scanning him for any sign of injury.

"What happened?" she asked, her voice trembling.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "Elias is dead. And the threat… it's not over. Marco's father is still out there, pulling the strings."

Mia's heart sank. "Marco's father?"

"Yes," Alexander confirmed, walking over to her. He took her hands in his, holding them tightly. "This isn't just about us anymore, Mia. We've uncovered something far worse than we ever imagined. He's been watching, waiting for the right moment to strike. And I have no idea how far this goes."

Mia's mind raced, her thoughts whirling like a storm. Marco's father. The man who had remained in the shadows, manipulating everything. Could they really face a threat this dangerous? She tried to steady herself, focusing on Alexander. She had to stay strong for him. For their baby.

"We can't let him win," she said, her voice firm, though it trembled slightly. "We have to stop him, Alexander. We can't let our past define our future."

He kissed her forehead, his heart aching for her. "I know. But I need you to be safe. If anything happens to me…" His voice cracked, but he swallowed hard. "Promise me you'll stay safe. Promise me you'll protect our child."

Tears welled in her eyes, but she forced them back. She knew what he was asking, but she wasn't about to sit by and watch him face this danger alone. "I promise I'll be here when you return. We'll face this together."

The Next Day – A Daring Plan

By the next morning, Alexander was in full preparation mode. He had called in more resources, more allies. Marco's father—whoever he was—wouldn't escape this time. He refused to allow anyone to hurt Mia or their child. But they still didn't know where to strike.

Victor had gathered everything he could from the decrypted files, but most of the information was either outdated or incomplete. It was clear that Marco's father had been operating in secrecy for years, and his reach was far greater than anyone had imagined.

Alexander paced in his office, reviewing the intelligence. "We need to hit them where it hurts," he muttered. "I'm done being on th9e defensive."

Mia entered quietly, standing in the doorway for a moment, watching him. She could see the toll this was taking on him—the sleepless nights, the constant battle to stay one step ahead. She knew he couldn't do this alone.

"I'm not going to let you carry this burden by yourself," she said, her voice steady.

He looked up, his eyes softening as he met her gaze. "Mia, I—"

"No," she interrupted. "We've come this far together. You need me in this fight. I'm not going anywhere."

His gaze softened, and for a moment, he allowed himself to take comfort in her presence. But then, the reality of their situation crept back into his mind. He couldn't afford to let his guard down, not with so much at stake.

"Mia…" His voice trailed off, but he couldn't deny her. She was right. They were in this together. And this time, it was more than just about survival—it was about their future.

"Let's get them," she said, her resolve unwavering.

Alexander nodded, a plan beginning to form in his mind. He'd need to move fast, and he couldn't trust anyone but his closest circle. Marco's father was a dangerous opponent, but Alexander had no intention of losing to him. Not when so much was on the line.

As they sat down to finalize their plans, a new sense of purpose filled the room. The storm was coming, but this time, they would fight back. And they would fight to win.