Chapter 7 - The Resurrection
Dr. Keller crashed into a glass display cabinet, shattering it into a million glittering pieces.
Alexander stood in the center of the room, breathing heavily, but looking like an absolute god of vengeance.
He pulled a hidden pistol from beneath his mattress and aimed it directly at the terrified doctor.
“Did you really think a few drops of poison could kill me?” Alexander asked, his voice dripping with lethal calm.
The doctor scrambled backward, holding his bleeding head in pure terror.
“Vincent made me do it, he threatened my family!” Dr. Keller sobbed pathetically.
Alexander did not care about his excuses.
He grabbed a heavy silk tie from his closet and ruthlessly bound the doctor’s hands and feet.
He then turned to Nina, who was rubbing her bruised neck and gasping for air.
“Are you hurt?” he asked, his cold exterior instantly melting into genuine, frantic concern.
“I am fine,” she gasped, offering him a weak but triumphant smile.
“You are the bravest woman I have ever known,” Alexander declared, pulling her into a brief, fierce hug.
He stepped back and picked up his encrypted cell phone from the hidden safe.
He dialed his most loyal captain, a man who hated Vincent and controlled the outer perimeter security.
“It is Alexander, lock down the entire estate immediately,” he commanded into the phone.
“Nobody gets in, and more importantly, Vincent does not get out.”
The trap was officially set.
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Alexander put on a clean black shirt, hiding his remaining physical weakness behind sheer, unbreakable willpower.
It was time to take his kingdom back.
