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

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 to mobilize those resources, to remind everyone why he had remained

hospital and back into the field where

the

he had not built his dual empires by backing down from a challenge. As the nurse entered the room, he fixed her with

doctors," he said, his voice carrying the usual tone of a

nurse began to protest, citing medical concerns, but the president cut her off with a sharp gesture. "Now," he

was set, the pieces in motion. It was time to remind everyone why he was the most dangerous player

he knew that the fire had been just

the Dark Hand but potentially the entire country. And the president had no intention

no light as four figures crouched

hum of distant traffic and the occasional

leader of the group. "Let's go over the plan one last time. Mia, you're on tech. Disable the alarms and get us

fingers dancing over a tablet. "Got

I'm better."

you're our eyes and ears. Keep watch and alert us to any potential

tall, lean man gave a thumbs up. "Consider it done. Nobody's sneaking up o pon us

Rico, you're with me. We're heading straight for

calloused hands, grinned. "Time to put these

one thing only. Safe deposit box 1294. Nothing else matters. We get in,

face was illuminated by the soft glow of her tablet. "Almost there.... and.... we're in. Alarms are looped. Security cameras are on a feed from last week. We're

blending into the shadows. Mia worked her magic

interior was eerily quiet, the usual noise of daytime activity replaced by a just silence. Their footsteps, despite

whispered, "how long do you think it'll take to crack the

his voice low. "Depends on the model. Could be ten minutes, could be an hour. Won't

located. As they rounded a corner, they came face to face with the massive steel door

boss. This baby's got more security features than

"We've got two hours before the early shift starts arriving. Make