Chapter 6 - The Ruthless Hunt For The Hidden Traitor
The early morning light struggled desperately to pierce through the thick and heavy gray clouds covering the city,
casting long and terrifying shadows across the pristine and expensive marble floors of the luxurious penthouse.
I remained perfectly still on the massive and incredibly soft king-sized bed,
listening with extreme focus to the distant and heavily muffled sounds of heavy boots marching rapidly in the wide hallway.
Adrian had absolutely not slept for even a single fraction of a second during the entire exhausting and terrifying night,
his brilliant and incredibly dangerous mind constantly calculating a million different and violent paths to absolute vengeance.
He was currently standing in the center of the massive strategic command center located just down the long hall,
surrounded entirely by his most trusted and deadly enforcers who were heavily armed and fully prepared for a massive war.
I carefully pushed the heavy and warm silk blankets away from my exhausted and trembling body,
placing my hands gently and protectively over the large curve of my pregnant stomach to feel the comforting movements of our innocent child.
The sudden and shocking events of the previous chaotic day replayed endlessly in my tired mind on a terrible and horrifying loop,
from the exact moment I stumbled weakly into the massive and crowded cathedral to the chilling discovery of the deadly poison hidden inside the sacred ceremonial cup.
If I had arrived even a single minute later,
the love of my entire life would have been violently and permanently taken away from me in front of hundreds of shocked and horrified guests.
I took a deep and highly unsteady breath,
forcing my shaking legs to slowly support my heavy and exhausted body as I stood up from the massive bed.
I wrapped a thick and incredibly soft velvet robe tightly around my cold shoulders,
tying the heavy silk sash carefully above the prominent and beautiful bump that held the future heir of the entire Chicago criminal empire.
As I slowly and quietly walked toward the heavy oak doors of the master bedroom,
I could hear the deep and terrifying rumble of Adrian's incredibly angry voice vibrating through the thick walls.
"I want every single financial record and every single communication log from the past six months heavily scrutinized and completely torn apart,"
Adrian roared furiously at his silent and terrified subordinates,
his voice sounding like a massive and deadly thunderstorm threatening to completely destroy the entire city.
"The mole is someone sitting at my own private table,
someone I completely trusted with the safety of my entire massive organization,"
he continued to shout with an overwhelming and terrifying rage that made my entire body shiver violently.
I slowly pushed the heavy oak door open just a tiny fraction of an inch,
peeking carefully into the brightly lit and highly chaotic command center filled with dangerous and ruthless men.
Marcus Hale was standing directly next to a massive and highly complex digital map of the sprawling city,
his sharp and highly intelligent eyes scanning the glowing red markers that indicated the heavily fortified territories of the Cross family.
"We have already begun interrogating the lower-level guards who were specifically assigned to the cathedral's private altar,"
Marcus reported in a cold and highly professional tone that completely lacked any trace of human emotion or sympathy.
"No one is allowed to leave the heavily guarded basement cells until we have completely extracted every single piece of hidden information they possess,"
Marcus added sharply,
his hand resting heavily and casually on the large and deadly weapon securely holstered at his muscular side.
Adrian suddenly turned his head sharply toward the slightly open bedroom door,
his terrifying and predatory instincts instantly alerting him to my quiet and completely hidden presence.
The absolute and terrifying fury that completely consumed his handsome face instantly melted away into a look of overwhelming and desperate tenderness,
completely shocking the hardened and dangerous men who were standing nervously in the massive room.
"Leave us immediately,"
Adrian commanded his men with a sharp and highly authoritative wave of his large and calloused hand,
"and do not return until you have a confirmed name and a completely verified location for the treacherous mole."
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The men quickly and silently scrambled out of the massive room,
leaving the two of us completely alone in the heavy and suffocating silence of the luxurious and heavily fortified command center.
