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The Fernandez compound transformed into a fortress within hours. Guards doubled at every entrance. Security cameras monitored every angle. The family moved with military precision, preparing for an attack that could come at any moment.Beverly watched from the window of her guest room as men took positions across the grounds. Weapons being distributed. Barricades being erected. Everything moving fast because Irene was coming.A soft knock on the door made her turn. Vanya entered carrying a tray of food."You need to eat," Vanya said gently. "Dr. Silva said you missed lunch and dinner yesterday. The baby needs nutrition."Beverly nodded and sat on the bed. Vanya set the tray beside her—soup, bread, fruit, water. Simple food that would not upset her already queasy stomach."Are you still angry with Mateo?" Vanya asked, using his real name carefully.Beverly's hands moved: Yes. And no. I understand why he wants to protect me. But I am not helpless. I am not weak."He does not think you a

The news broke on the morning of Diro's sixth day of training. He was in the middle of a tactical drill when one of the guards rushed into the training facility."Turn on the TV. Now. Irene Carter just went public."Murphy grabbed the remote and switched on the large screen mounted on the wall. Every news channel was showing the same thing. A press conference. And standing at a podium surrounded by microphones was Irene Carter.She looked devastated. Her usually perfect composure was cracked just enough to seem vulnerable. Her eyes were red as if she had been crying. Her voice trembled slightly when she spoke.But Diro knew her too well. This was performance. Calculated and perfect."My name is Irene Carter," she began, addressing the crowd of reporters. "And I am here today to ask for help finding my son."The room fell silent as everyone watched."Five days ago, my son Diro Carter was kidnapped from our family estate by members of a terrorist organization. These criminals have been

Beverly was dozing in her bed when Vanya burst through the door, her face flushed with excitement."Beverly! Wake up! You need to hear this!"Beverly's eyes opened immediately, her hand instinctively going to her stomach. Is the baby okay? she signed, panic rising."The baby is fine. This is not about that. This is about Maurice."Beverly sat up straighter. Maurice? What about him?"He is alive."Beverly stared at Vanya, certain she had misunderstood. She signed slowly: That is not possible. We heard the gunshot. Diro said he was dead."We thought he was dead," Vanya said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "But he survived. Barely. And he has been in our hospital this whole time."Beverly's hands shook as she signed: Your hospital? Here? In the compound?"Not in the main compound. We have a private medical facility about twenty miles from here. For emergencies. For people who cannot go to regular hospitals without questions being asked." Vanya was speaking rapidly, her words tumbling ov

Murphy spread a map of the criminal territories across the strategy table. Red markers showed Carter holdings. Blue for Fernandez. And green for the Kent family—the third major power in the region."The Kents control the northern territories," Murphy explained. "Shipping. Import-export. Some legitimate businesses mixed with less legitimate ones. They have stayed neutral in the Carter-Fernandez rivalry for years.""Why?" Diro asked. "Why not choose a side?""Because choosing a side means making an enemy," Don Fernandez said. "The Kents are smart. They profit from our conflict without risking their own people.""But now we need them to choose," Diro said. "We need allies if we are going to take down Irene."Don Fernandez looked skeptical. "Thomas Kent is cautious. He will not commit to a war unless he is certain of winning. And right now, with Irene controlling the media narrative and the FBI investigating us, we do not look like winners.""Then we change how we look," Diro said. "We sh

The war room was set up in the compound's largest conference space. Three large screens mounted on the wall—one for the Fernandez family operations, one displaying Kent family assets, one showing a complete map of Carter holdings.Don Fernandez had called the meeting for early morning. Everyone who mattered was present. Murphy and Vanya representing Fernandez interests. Thomas and David Kent connected via secure video link from their own compound. Diro sitting at the center of the table with Maurice beside him in his wheelchair, looking stronger each day.Beverly had insisted on being there despite Dr. Silva's protests. She sat in her wheelchair near Diro, her hand resting on her growing belly. Eleven weeks now. The baby stronger. The pregnancy more stable. But still high-risk. Still requiring constant monitoring."We need to be clear about what happens after Irene falls," Don Fernandez began. "The Carter empire is massive. Properties in six states. Legitimate businesses mixed with cr