Chapter 14 - The VIP Garage
The underground VIP parking garage was vast, dimly lit, and filled with luxury sedans and idling private transport vans. The air was heavy with exhaust fumes and the distant drip of water from overhead pipes.
Near the far corner, beside a black armored Mercedes limousine with tinted windows, two burly men in expensive suits stood smoking cigarettes, watching the elevator doors with tense, impatient expressions. Inside the back seat of the limousine, wrapped in a soft blue wool blanket, the infant rescued earlier that night slept peacefully, unaware of the storm swirling around it.
Heavy footsteps echoed against the concrete floor as Stallone marched out of the service stairwell, flanked by Prosecutor Vance and two state troopers.
The two bodyguards stubbed out their cigarettes instantly, reaching inside their suit jackets for concealed firearms as they spotted the approaching group.
"Hold it right there!" one bodyguard shouted, stepping in front of the limousine door. "This is private property. You have no business—"
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