THE GOLDEN CAGE
Vivian held her breath, her fingers clawing into Dominic’s broad shoulders as she braced for the toxic fumes.
"A brilliant gambit, Vivian," Julian muttered through the static, his tone dropping into a cold, venomous hiss. "You have your father's appetite for high-stakes fraud. But you miscalculated one thing. I don't need to use gas to clear this trench."
A sudden, sharp mechanical whirring sound echoed from the concrete slab above. The blue laser drill didn't retract. Instead, it shifted parameters, the high-powered beam widening into a blinding, destructive cutting cycle that began to rapidly carve a massive, circular perimeter directly over the structural concrete slab holding the debris
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