Chapter 7 - The Bait is Set
Arthur used his extensive political and business connections to trace the offshore accounts.
He located a small, abandoned warehouse district by the docks where the gang was known to operate.
Julian insisted on going there himself, refusing to let his father risk his own life.
Arthur reluctantly agreed, but only under the strict condition that Julian take heavily armed security with him.
They devised a risky but necessary plan to lure Chloe out of her carefully hidden rat hole.
Julian intentionally leaked false information through a compromised company server he knew she was still monitoring.
He planted fake documents indicating a massive, unprotected cash transfer happening at the harbor that night.
It was an irresistible bait for a woman entirely driven by greed and desperation.
The night was incredibly dark, thick with a heavy fog that rolled off the freezing ocean water.
Julian sat inside a dark, unmarked van, watching the empty warehouse through a pair of night-vision binoculars.
His heart hammered aggressively against his ribs, adrenaline pumping fiercely through his tired veins.
He gripped a cold steel pistol in his hand, a weapon he never thought he would actually have to use.
Hours passed with agonizing slowness, making Julian wonder if Chloe had seen through their elaborate trap.
Just as he was about to call off the dangerous operation, a pair of headlights pierced the dense fog.
A sleek black SUV rolled silently to a stop in front of the rusted, dilapidated warehouse doors.
Several heavily armed men stepped out, their faces covered by thick black ski masks.
Then, a familiar figure stepped out from the back seat of the menacing vehicle.
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Chloe was dressed in dark tactical clothing, a cruel and confident smile plastered on her face.
She had taken the bait perfectly, walking right into the center of Julian's carefully laid trap.
