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The medical wing became Beverly's prison for the next forty-eight hours. Dr. Silva barely left her side. Monitors beeped constantly, tracking every heartbeat-both hers and the baby's. IV lines delivered fluids and medications designed to keep the pregnancy stable.Beverly drifted in and out of consciousness. The medications made her drowsy. The trauma made her exhausted. Every time she woke, she immediately checked the monitor showing the baby's heartbeat. Still there. Still fighting.Diro did not leave the room. He sat in the chair beside her bed, hollow-eyed and silent. He had not slept since the poisoning. Had not eaten. Just sat there watching Beverly breathe, watching the monitors, waiting for something terrible to happen.The guilt was eating him alive.On the morning of the second day, Dr. Silva came in with grave news."The baby's heartbeat is irregular," he said quietly. "The poison caused damage. The contractions stressed the pregnancy significantly. I need to be honest with

Faye had been locked in the maximum security room for three weeks. Guards watched her around the clock. She was fed through a slot in the door. She had no contact with anyone except her interrogators.Murphy had tried questioning her multiple times since the poisoning. Each time, she gave minimal information. Yes, Irene sent her. Yes, she was supposed to cause a miscarriage. Yes, she knew it was wrong. But that was all she would say."There's more," Murphy told his father after the latest failed interrogation. "She's holding back something big. I can see it in her eyes.""Then we make her talk," Don Fernandez said.On the twenty-fourth day of her captivity, Faye finally broke.It happened at 3 AM. The guard heard her screaming from inside her cell. Not angry screaming. Terrified screaming.Murphy was summoned immediately. He found Faye curled in the corner of her room, shaking violently."She's coming," Faye whispered. "She's coming and we're all going to die. I can't keep this secret

The decision was made at 4 AM. No more waiting. No more playing defense. The Fernandez family would take the war directly to Irene Carter.Don Fernandez called an emergency meeting. Only immediate family. Murphy. Vanya. Diro. Maria. The five people he trusted completely."Irene will regroup quickly," Don Fernandez said. "She failed tonight. Her explosives didn't detonate. Her inside person was caught. She's going to be furious and desperate. We need to strike before she has time to plan her next move.""What about Beverly?" Vanya asked immediately. "She can't stay here if we're going to war. This compound will become a target.""We move her," Don Fernandez said. "To a safehouse. Somewhere Irene doesn't know about. Somewhere completely off the grid.""Moving her is risky," Maria said. "The pregnancy is fragile. Dr. Silva said she needs bed rest.""Staying here is more risky," Murphy countered. "If Irene attacks again, Beverly and the baby are sitting ducks. At least in a safehouse, she

The moment happened during their retreat from the mansion. After Irene's suicide. After the firefight had ended. When everyone thought the danger was over.Murphy was leading the remaining team through the west garden. The path they had mapped out during planning. The safe route back to the vehicles.Diro walked beside him. Both men exhausted. Emotionally drained. The adrenaline starting to fade.Behind them, the mansion burned. Someone had knocked over a candle or lamp during the fighting. The flames had spread quickly through the old wooden interior. Fire trucks were coming but wouldn't arrive in time to save much."We need to move faster," Murphy said. "Police will be here soon. We can't be caught on the property."They picked up the pace. Ten men remaining. Some wounded but walking. All eager to escape before authorities arrived.That's when the shots came.Not from the mansion. From the tree line ahead.Irene's last line of defense. Guards who had retreated during the attack. Who

Three days after Irene's death, Maurice made his move.He had been recovering steadily at the Fernandez medical facility. His gunshot wound healing. His strength returning. But his mind had never stopped working."The evidence needs to go public," Maurice told Don Fernandez during a video conference. "All of it. Not just what we've released so far. Everything.""The FBI investigation is already underway," Don Fernandez said. "They have plenty to work with.""Not enough," Maurice insisted. "They have pieces. Fragments. What they need is the complete picture. Every crime Irene committed over twenty-five years. Every person she paid off. Every murder she ordered. Everything documented and undeniable."Diro was in the room, listening. "What are you proposing?""I set up an encrypted release system months ago," Maurice explained. "Automatic. Timed. If I didn't enter a specific code every seventy-two hours, everything would be released to major media outlets worldwide. I've been entering th