The wail of sirens and screeching tires shattered the silence of the chaotic intersection.Within minutes, four massive black SUV’s pulled up, surrounding Julian’s wrecked sports car with its crumpled hood.The SUV doors slid open in unison. A dozen broad-shouldered men dressed in black suits and equipped with comms stepped out with military precision.At the very front, Leon ran over in a half-crouch, his face deathly pale. He approached his President, who was still slumped motionless over the steering wheel."Sir!" Leon called out, tapping on the cracked window glass. "Sir! Are you alright?"Julian stepped out of his car with slow, deliberate movements. The moment he stood tall, his men held their breath.The President’s usually pristine, sterile, and cold appearance was in absolute shambles.His white shirt was untucked, his knuckles were drenched in blood from smashing the glass, and his eyes were bloodshot, burning with a lethal mix of rage and unshed tears."Find that car, Leon,
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