The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 127

Chapter 127: Robbing a bank

"Open that safe," the President ordered. "I don't care what methods you have to use. Just get it done."

"Yes, sir," the voice responded, understanding the implied authorization for whatever means

necessary.

The president ended the call, letting the phone drop onto the bed beside him. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, heavier than the injuries that kept him in this hospital bed.

Years of careful planning and meticulous separation between his public persona and his role as the leader of the Dark Hand were now in jeopardy.

The fire was probably a warning from the Shaw family. Or was it to smoke him out? If so, it did it's job. It had created a mountain of problems for him. They now knew who he was, and most of those who participated in the rescue knew too. He felt a headache descend on him.

Mercy and Justin's escape was a wild card. Were they running out of fear, or did they already know about the fire? And now, with Mathias in Shaw's custody, how long before the truth about the president's dual identity came to light? The Shaw family was now his number

one

enemy.

The president's mind raced, considering everything and weighing the risks of various paths he could take. Fight head-on? No. This was the Shaw family. Would they attack again? Was he safe here?

He glanced at the security detail, their presence a reminder of the precarious balance between his two worlds. How many of them knew the truth? He knew some of them did. Their job was to protect him without questions. But for the other government agencies... How many would remain loyal if his criminal identity was exposed?

The beeping of the medical equipment seemed to grow louder, an irritating reminder of his current situation. The president had built his empire on always being one step ahead, on controlling every variable. Now, confined to this hospital bed, he felt that control slipping away.

for so

he wasn't out of the game yet. Far from it. As the leader of both a country and a powerful criminal organization, he had resources at his disposal that others could only dream of. It was time

into the field where

the

to new heights. But the president had not come this far; he had not built his dual empires by backing down from a challenge. As the nurse entered

tone of a man who was used to being obeyed. "It's time for me to leave this

medical concerns, but the president cut her off with a sharp gesture. "Now,"

the doctors, the president allowed himself a grim smile. The board was set, the pieces in motion. It was time to remind everyone why

Shaw family, he knew that the fire

came next would determine the fate of not just the Dark Hand but potentially the entire country. And the

black, a new moon offering no light as four figures crouched in

could be heard was the faint hum of distant traffic and the

over the plan one last time. Mia, you're on tech.

"Got it, boss. Their

I'm better."

our eyes and ears. Keep watch and alert us to any

thumbs up. "Consider it done. Nobody's sneaking up o pon us

me. We're

grinned. "Time to put these magic fingers to

only. Safe deposit box 1294. Nothing else matters. We

was illuminated by the soft glow of her tablet. "Almost there.... and.... we're in. Alarms are looped. Security cameras are

moved swiftly and silently, their dark dothes blending into the shadows. Mia worked her magic on the electronic lock of

just silence. Their footsteps, despite their best efforts, seemed to echo

long do you think it'll take to crack the

on the model. Could be ten minutes, could be an hour. Won't know till I

to face with the massive steel door of the bank's main vault. "Holy sh*t," Mia breathed. "That's a

boss. This baby's got more security features than Fort

hours before the early shift starts arriving.