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

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 to

the field where he could directly manage crisis. As

the

president had not come this far; he had not built his dual empires by backing down from a challenge. As the

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

protest, citing medical concerns, but the president cut her off with

board was set, the pieces in motion. It was time

knew that the fire

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

light as four figures crouched in the shadows beside the imposing

was the faint hum of distant traffic

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

tablet. "Got it, boss.

I'm better."

Keep watch and alert us to any potential

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

me. We're heading straight

hands, grinned. "Time to put these magic fingers

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

her tablet. "Almost there.... and.... we're in. Alarms are looped. Security cameras are on a feed from last week. We're

the shadows. Mia worked her magic on the electronic lock of the side entrance, and within moments, they were Inside the

noise of daytime activity replaced by a just silence. Their footsteps, despite their best efforts, seemed to echo loudly in the

Jack whispered, "how long do you

his voice low. "Depends on the model. Could be ten minutes, could be an

they rounded a corner, they came face to face with the massive steel door of

might take a while, boss. This baby's got

checked his watch. "We've got two hours before the early shift starts