Chapter 5 - Betrayal at the Breach
The threat was immediate. Vincent stood up, his soft aura instantly dissolving back into the cold, calculated mafia Don.
"Lock down the estate," Vincent ordered sharply, drawing his sidearm. "Move Isabelle to the underground vault immediately."
"Vincent!" Isabelle stood up, holding her stomach, panic rising in her chest. "What about you?"
"I am going to catch a rat," Vincent replied coldly. "Dominic, stay with her. Do not open that vault door for anyone except me."
Before they could reach the primary staircase, the heavy glass skylight in the grand foyer shattered. Flashbang grenades rained down into the lower floor, filling the air with blinding light and deafening detonations. Heavy gunfire erupted from the main courtyard as Falcone's elite strike team breached the iron gates.
"Traitor cut the power grid!" Dominic yelled, drawing his weapon as emergency red lights flooded the corridors.
Vincent pushed Isabelle behind a reinforced pillar as two hitmen scrambled up the marble stairs. Moving with lethal grace, Vincent fired four controlled rounds, neutralizing both threats instantly. But more were advancing through the broken entrance.
Through the haze of smoke, Isabelle caught sight of Marco—one of Vincent’s primary security captains—standing by the surveillance hub with a radio transmitter. Marco raised his pistol toward Vincent’s back while Vincent was engaged with three attackers near the courtyard entrance.
"Vincent! Behind you!" Isabelle screamed without hesitation.
Vincent spun around on instinct, dropping low as Marco fired. The bullet grazed Vincent’s shoulder, tearing through his jacket. Before Marco could rack another round, Vincent returned fire, striking the traitor clean through the chest.
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Marco collapsed against the wall, dropping the master override card for the compound's defenses.
"Dominic! Get her to the bunker now!" Vincent shouted, clutching his bleeding shoulder as heavy assault rifle fire chewed through the marble pillars around them.
