RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT

CHAPTER 157

The jet's wheels touched down onto the lush lawn of the Loughty mansion, kicking up a flurry of freshly cut grass. A group of armed guards stood at the ready, their expressions stoic and unwavering as the aircraft came to a complete stop. They had been flying for over four hours.

The mood was somber, the darkness of the night casting long shadows across the estate, causing the dew-kissed blades to glitter like a million tiny diamonds.

Michos, his hands bound behind his back, was roughly yanked from his seat by Mr. Philips, his grip unyielding as he ushered the captive forward. "Move!" he growled, his voice low and menacing.

Nicholas, Gnits, and Mr. Philips emerged from the jet, their faces etched with a mixture of exhaustion and determination.

The guards immediately converged, surrounding Michos and removing the blindfold that had been obscuring his vision.

"Take him," Mr. Philips barked, shoving Michos towards the waiting guards. "You know where to put h