Chapter 120: His Warrior

The helicopter touched down hard on the private clearing just outside the Bartholomew estate. The moment the skids hit the ground, he was already unbuckling, and already moving as his heart nervously pounded in his chest.

But silence greeted him.

The estate loomed in the distance like a mausoleum with lights on, but not a soul in sight. No guards. No voices. Just the wind and the heavy, unnatural stillness that made his ...