Chapter 334

"That damned woman!" General Marcus roared, his face flushed with rage.

Launching fifty missiles wasn't cheap-each missile cost about three million dollars.

Vancouver had just burned through a hundred and fifty million dollars like it was pocket change.

But the worst part was Chicago's defense system. It automatically intercepted every incoming missile, and each defense missile cost five million.

Chicago had already bled two hundred and fifty million dollars just to protect itself.

War burned money faster than gasoline.

Marcus watched as the enemy missiles exploded harmlessly in mid-air, filling the sky with brilliant, costly fireballs.

"Get the governor of Vancouver on the line!" Marcus barked.

Within moments, the call connected.

"Listen here, you arrogant piece of trash," Marcus seethed. "Are you declaring war on Chicago? How dare you launch missiles at us!"

Jasmine's voice came through icy and unyielding.

"How dare you kidnap Alex? You release him right now, or I'll send another fifty missiles."

"Are you insane?" Marcus shouted in disbelief. "You spent a hundred and fifty million dollars just for one man?"

"That man means everything to me!"

"You're completely out of your mind!" Marcus roared, unable to fathom her logic.

"No," Jasmine shot back sharply. "You're the lunatic holding Alex hostage."

"Those missiles I sent are nothing compared to what's next-they're already targeted at your home, your parents' place, your second and third wives, even that little mistress you hide away."

run

minutes to release

recover, another phone rang

Hernandez," Marcus

Hernandez's voice was chillingly calm. "Listen carefully. Vancouver attacked first-show no weakness. Load your missiles with

"Sir,

been

be nothing left but ash,"

defense. Vancouver struck first. I expect their city in flames within

respond, alarms shrieked

"What now?" Marcus demanded.

tried contacting you, but couldn't get through. They've just launched twenty missiles at

felt a throbbing

shouted through the phone, "Send

down the phone

"What?" he snarled.

"Release Alex immediately

your mouth!" Marcus exploded, losing all control. "You think

Nukes? Go ahead-we've got plenty of dusty old nukes

it's t

panic coil inside him,

out of your damned

back in his chair, savoring the fleeting

a general suited him fine power without

battle was foolishness he wanted

of sirens reassured him that their

faced an attack from three states at once, the city would

true-but launching even one would invite a

then made a swift decision. Pulling up a secure

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