Lord Marco's POV Twenty feet away. Ten minutes to intercept. That was how close we were to the estate gates and how much time I had to get my daughter out if our plan failed. The second batch of my men, the ones I had kept at another base, had arrived with more equipment. They stood a few meters away while I shifted my focus between the laptop showing the surveillance feed and the binoculars I used to watch the gates. I had played out every possible scenario in my head. I searched for a way to get inside without making the choice I feared most, but every path led to the same end. I would have to risk either my brother’s life or my daughter’s. Sam walked up to me with some gear. He held out shoulder pads, knee pads, and a bulletproof vest. “We move toward the gates in ten minutes,” he said. “You need to put this on.” “I’m too old for this,” I told him. And it was true. My days of running, carrying weapons, and pushing my body like this should have been over. Yet here I
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