Chapter 7 - THE CHASE IN THE MIST

The heavy morning fog clung to the manicured boxwood hedges of the Whitmore estate like a damp shroud. Rosa pulled Oliver along the narrow gravel pathway that wound behind the grand greenhouse, her lungs burning with every breath.
Behind them came the heavy, rapid thud of footsteps crushing the decorative stones.
"Don't look back, Oliver! Keep moving!" Rosa gasped, her older legs straining against the frantic pace.
"I can't breathe, Rosa!" the boy sobbed, his small legs stumbling over the uneven gravel.
Without breaking stride, Rosa scooped the six-year-old up into her arms, ignoring the searing pain in her lower back, and pushed forward toward the dense perimeter of ancient oak trees that lined the estate's northern boundary. Beyond those trees lay the public highwayâand safety.
Suddenly, a dark figure stepped out from the thick fog directly into their path, blocking the narrow trail.
Daniel Whitmore stood there, chest heaving slightly, his suit jacket discarded, his shirtsleeves rolled up. He wasn't running anymore; he was walking with the calm, terrifying certainty of a predator cornering its prey in an open field.
"End of the line, Mrs. Alvarez," Daniel said, his voice cutting cleanly through the misty morning air. He held out a hand. "Give me the flash drive. And put my son down."
Rosa backed away slowly, clutching Oliver tightly against her chest. "You won't get away with this, Daniel. The documents are already uploaded to the cloud. If anything happens to us, the police will have the complete file within sixty seconds."
A dark, humorless smirk touched the corners of Daniel's mouth. "You think you're the first person clever enough to threaten me with the cloud, Rosa? This property has a localized signal jammer active twenty-four hours a day. No data leaves these gates unless I authorize it."
Rosaâs heart skipped a beat. She checked her phone screen: No Service.
She had walked right into a digital dead zone.
Daniel took another slow step forward, his eyes fixed on the small, terrified boy in her arms. "Oliver, come to your father. Put down the crazy woman. We're going inside."
"No!" Oliver screamed, burying his face into Rosaâs neck. "You're a bad man! You hurt Mommy!"
Danielâs expression darkened into pure ice. "You ungrateful littleâ"
Before Daniel could lunge forward to wrench his son from her arms, the sharp, piercing shriek of heavy truck tires echoed from the perimeter gate behind them.
SCREEECH!
Rosa and Daniel both spun around toward the private driveway entrance.
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Through the thick iron security bars, flashing red and blue lights illuminated the morning fog, casting long, dancing shadows across the driveway.
Danielâs face drained of all color in an instant.