Chapter 2: The Arrival
The rear door of the lead SUV opened before the vehicle fully stopped. A tall man stepped out into the quiet neighborhood air. He didn't wear a designer suit or tailored coat; he wore simple work boots, jeans, and a faded leather jacket. Marcus Carter’s presence was quiet, yet it commanded absolute attention. He didn't yell or draw a weapon. He simply walked past the stationary Maybach toward his son. The driver in the sedan quickly rolled up his window and locked the door, his previous bravado replaced by visible anxiety. Marcus placed a warm, heavy hand on Liam’s shoulder, anchoring the young boy to the ground.
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