The gates of the private coastal estate glided shut with a deep, metallic thud.Inside the back seat of the sleek black sedan, Julian Vane stared out the window into the dark night. His jaw was set in a tight, rigid line, and his dark eyes were completely cold. Next to him, Elena leaned back against the leather headrest, her arms crossed over her chest. She let out a long, quiet sigh that carried the heavy weight of her exhaustion and frustration.The mission at the dock had been a technical success; they had captured Cynthia, secured a full digital confession, and cleared the name of Vane Enterprises. But the main prize had slipped through their fingers. Victor Montenegro was free, somewhere out on the dark waters, and his escape meant the nightmare was far from over."We had him, Julian," Elena said softly, her voice barely rising above the quiet hum of the car's engine. "We had him surrounded by armed officers, and he still managed to slip away on a boat.""It doesn't matter," Juli
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