Chapter 11"That's impossible," I stammered, staring at the screen. "Your brother died in a boating accident ten years ago. It was in all the papers.""He was supposed to be dead," Julian said, his voice hollow.He holstered his weapon, his jaw clenching so hard I thought his teeth might crack. He reached down, hauling Davis up by the collar of his shirt. Davis groaned in agony, clutching his bleeding knee."Marcus!" Julian yelled again.This time, the heavy footsteps in the hall belonged to Julian’s head of security. Marcus burst into the office, his gun drawn, bleeding from a nasty gash on his forehead."Sir, we were ambushed at the service elevator," Marcus panted, taking in the scene. His eyes locked on Davis, widening in betrayal. "They used gas. By the time my men came to, the east wing was compromised.""Throw this piece of trash in the holding cell downstairs," Julian ordered, shoving Davis toward Marcus. "Get the medic to patch him up. I want him alive. I'm going to personall
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