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Chapter 8 - NIGHTFALL AT THE DOCKS

Though Richard Vance was behind bars, his associates outside the corporate structure still posed a lingering threat. Unbeknownst to the estate, one of Vance’s hired mercenaries, desperate to recover a hidden backup drive containing encrypted financial trails, intercepted Emily as she left her shift that evening to visit her young son across town.

A dark sedan cut off her bus at a desolate street corner near the river docks. Two burly men forced her out of the public eye into the shadow of an empty shipping warehouse.

"Where is the secondary flash drive Vance hid in the library?" the lead thug snarled, grabbing her arm. "Hand it over, or your little boy at the babysitter's gets a surprise tonight."

Emily's heart leapt into her throat, thinking of her son. "I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just a—"

Before the thug could strike, the heavy iron doors of the warehouse blew open with a deafening crash. Headlights cut through the gloom as three black SUVs roared inside, surrounding the thugs instantly.

Nathan Blackwood stepped out of the lead vehicle, his charcoal overcoat billowing behind him in the cold dock wind. His eyes were completely devoid of mercy.

"Let her go," Nathan commanded, his voice echoing off the concrete walls with terrifying authority.

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The thug drew a small concealed blade, pressing it against Emily's neck. "Stay back, Blackwood, or the girl bleeds!"

Nathan didn't even blink. With a sharp whistle, Titan bounded from the back of the second SUV, leaping across ten feet of open air with terrifying speed. Before the thug could react, the massive dog slammed into him, knocking him flat and pinning his arm to the floor while security guards swarmed the second assailant.

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