The Almighty Dominance

Ten minutes earlier, Four and her crew lay hidden within the thick jungle foliage, eyes trained on a secluded villa deep in the shadows.

Armored guards paced the grounds, their movements tense and vigilant.

"This place was always deserted," Four whispered sharply.

"Looks like Hugh Jones has finally decided to use it. Jasmine might be in there too."

She signaled briskly with her hand, and two team members swiftly vanished into the dense brush.

Minutes later, one returned, dragging a frightened captive along by the collar.

"Speak up!" Four demanded, eyes blazing with intensity

"Is Hugh Jones inside? What about Jasmine Kingston?"

The captive trembled, his voice barely a rasp. "Hugh's there... with a woman."

"How many inside?" she pressed.

"About twenty-five," the man stammered, panic evident in his face.

Another team member stepped closer. "I counted roughly ten outside. Probably fifteen more inside."

Four grinned, sharp and fearless. "There's ten of us. Each one can handle four of them-this'll be quick. We go in, take out Hugh Jones if we have to, rescue the governor, and get out."

Her team nodded, a few glancing at Alex.

"Don't worry about him." She nodded toward Alex. "He's practically a ghost."

Alex raised a cautious hand, trying to convey the severity of the enemy's threat, but Four silenced him sharply.

"Remember the three monkeys? That's you see nothing, hear nothing, say nothing. Got it, monkey?"

Alex shrugged quietly, backing down.

Four flashed a triumphant smirk.

She was determined to prove the strength and superiority of Chicago's finest, and with a decisive wave, she led her team into the assault.

Two guards stood near the gate, engrossed in casual conversation. Suddenly, one guard froze mid-sentence.

"Bruce? Hey, Bruce, you hearing me?" The second guard nudged his friend's shoulder.

Bruce's body tilted lifelessly, collapsing onto the jungle floor like a felled tree.

second guard recoiled in shock, stumbling backward, eyes wide.

a soft whistle pierced the air, a silenced bullet striking him

silently, his final expression a

We're under attack!" The cries of alarm rang out,

out and fight, you

emerged confidently, stepping forward alone into their view.

the enemy roared, charging

Four's elite squad exploded from the shadows

in one hand, pistols blazing in the

outnumbered, their movements

through Hugh Jones's forces

from the harshest trials, soldiers

see that, Alex? This is what Chicago's best

Alex an icy glance. "Stay put. I don't need your interference messing things

have elite

sharply. "Don't fool yourself, Vancouver monkey. You're nothing compared to us. Just stay out of

the fray, determined

***

in his luxurious room, eyes glinting cruelly as

tracked every movement

way, huh?" Hugh sneered, gripping

tie him down and make him watch while we are making love. Doesn't that

eyes sparkled defiantly, and she spat back, "You'll be six

genuinely amused by her fiery

"Me? Dead? That's adorable."

shifted briefly to the surveillance monitors, showing the outside perimeter

comm device with smug satisfaction. "Four

vela

sat at a lavish table cluttered with poker chips and whiskey bottles.

this up quick and get back

me," another

erupted

like discarded rag dolls, yet the Four team barely broke a sweat, suffering

injuries.

celebrations

from the

ruthless speed.

backward from

a twisted leer, targeted Four immediately. His voice dripped with

were like a blur, an unsettling

defiantly, raising her gun,

she