Gunfire didn’t stop, it multiplied.

Glass shattered. Wood splintered. Metal screamed under the force of bullets engineered not to intimidate, but to annihilate.

Outside, engines roared to life. Tires screeched. Shadows moved with military precision across the sprawling grounds of the estate. Figures in armor took positions along the perimeter, snipers locking angles, drones circling overhead like mechanical vultures waiting for the kill.

This wasn’t a warning.This was an execution ...