All Chapters of I DATED HIS HALF-BROTHER: REVENGE ON MY EX-HUSBAND : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Beneath the skyline, the plaza had been transformed. Where there had been rubble and police tape a few weeks ago, there was now a sprawling, open-air ballroom. White silk tents billowed in the evening breeze. A massive stage had been erected at the far end, complete with a digital screen displaying the Mane-NovaTech logo.Underneath the elegant stage, between all the metal and heavy cables, was a man wearing a catering uniform. He checked his watch for the nth time that evening. It was still early on, but the guests were starting to arrive.He reached for the gas tank connected to the industrial heater meant to warm the VIP space and disconnected the standard tank to replace it with the modified one. It looked identical to his satisfaction. He connected the hose and taped a small, black receiver to the back of the valve."The oven is preheated," he whispered into his radio.From a rooftop half a mile away, Dmitri Varga watched through a spotting scope. He smiled."Good, get out of the

"Slow down," Varga hissed at his lieutenant, who was driving them to safety. "You're going to get us pulled over. And if the cops stop us before I can dispose the remote in my pocket, I'm going to kill you." "I’m driving the limit, boss," the lieutenant argued, sweat beading on his forehead. "But we’re exposed out here. We need cover." Varga looked at his phone to see that the director had sent a set of coordinates. It wasn't the usual safehouse it was even more fortified with security. It was the Syndicate’s main building in the city, and the location was mostly kept a secret. "Take the next exit." Varga ordered. "Are you sure? That’s a dead end." "Just drive!" Varga checked the sky through the window. It was pitch black so he couldn't see anything. "We lost them," Varga whispered, trying to convince himself. "The blast must have scrambled their comms. They’re probably still digging bodies out of the rubble." He smiled cruelly. Yes, he hadn't killed her, but he couldn't imagine

The adrenaline of the weekend had faded, replaced by the soulless work of cleanup. That morning, Cassie sat at the head of the table in one of the boardrooms. She was dressed down today in a soft gray sweater and cotton slacks with her hair pulled back in a messy bun. She looked tired, but her eyes were focused on the screen in front of her."The director’s hard drive is encrypted," Cassie muttered, her fingers dancing over her keyboard. "Standard for corporate criminals, but annoying.""Can you crack it?" Aser asked. He was pacing the room, sipping coffee. For some reason, he was restless."Give me ten minutes," Cassie said, not looking up. "The director is arrogant. He didn't think anyone would ever physically hold this drive. He used a localized passkey.""Update on the prisoners." Matthew announced and covered his speaker. "Varga is singing like a bird. He’s trying to cut a deal for witness protection. He confirmed that the Syndicate has been laundering money for Cane for two yea

The three of them drove around in hope of finding the institute. Even when the GPS kept misleading them. Finally, they found a small townhouse that stood out because of its lack of decoration. Just a small bronze plaque that read: Icarus private consultations. They parked across the street and tried to gather information from there. "Three heat signatures on the ground floor," Matthew reported without looking up from his device. "Two stationed guards near the door. One person in the back that is likely the surgeon." "And the upper floors?" Aser asked. "Walled off with lead." Cassie said. "My scanner can't penetrate the recovery rooms. If Cane is recovering from surgery, he's up there." Aser nodded. "We go in quiet. If the Weaver is mid-procedure, we don't want to startle him. A slip of the scalpel kills him." "I want him alive, Aser. He needs to stand trial." "We'll try," Aser promised, though his tone suggested he wouldn't try very hard. On his signal, they left the vehicle w

Upon coming back to the city with Cassie, Maria, and Rayna, Aser knew it was time to double, even triple, the security around his family. He had Mathew hire a special security unit to guard him and his family at all times."Perimeter check," Matthew rumbled from the front seat of the lead SUV of the convoy that took them home from the airport. "The street is clear," the security chief replied. "K9s are useless against him," Aser muttered, staring out the tinted window. He was gripping Cassie’s hand so hard his knuckles were white. Cassie squeezed his hand back. "We trust the tech, baby. As long as he has a pulse, he can be detected."The convoy pulled into the underground garage, and they stepped out. Instantly, an army of guards surrounded them up until they reached the door."This is no way to live," Rayna whispered, holding Maria close. "We’re prisoners in our own house.""We’re safe," Cassie said gently. "And safe is better than free right now."They rode the elevator up to the