Chapter 14 - The Nursery Breach
Diego rushed down the second-floor hallway, dropping to his knees beside Marcus. The older man was breathing heavily, a deep bruise swelling across his jawline where he had been struck with a heavy blunt object.
"Marcus! Marcus, wake up," Diego urged, shaking his shoulder gently.
Marcus groaned, his eyelids fluttering open as he winced in pain. "Mr... Sterling... they came from the ventilation shaft... I tried to stop them..."
"Where is she?" Diego demanded, his heart hammering against his ribs.
"Inside... they took her," Marcus whispered, pointing a trembling finger toward the wide-open oak doors of the grand nursery.
Diego sprang to his feet, ignoring the searing pain in his wounded shoulder. He drew his empty Browning, realizing too late that he was out of ammunition, but refusing to let that stop him. Victoria caught up to them, her face pale as she stared into the darkened interior of the nursery.
They stepped through the double doors. The pristine white room was in complete disarray. The velvet-upholstered bed was empty, the pillows tossed aside. On the floor near the rocking chair lay the small patterned handbag Polina had clutched so tightly all evening, its contents spilled across the carpet—including the tarnished silver locket and the crayon drawing of the family with the scribbled-out figure.
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Diego knelt, picking up the locket and holding it tightly in his palm until the metal bit into his skin. A cold, absolute fury washed over him, drowning out the p
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