Richard Rawlings (The Invicible Hero)

Chapter 37

He turned away from the rooftop, the cool night breeze stirring his hair. The battle ahead was going to be brutal, but he was ready. He had nothing left to lose, and if he was going down, he was going to make sure the aliens paid dearly for every inch they took from this world.

With that thought, Richard headed back down, ready to face the chaos and destruction waiting for him.

When Richard got back to the room, he paced restlessly, his mind racing with questions. He could feel the tension coiling inside him like a spring, each unanswered question tightening its grip.

"What are they up to?" he muttered, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Why did they take the president's daughter? What’s their endgame?"

He glanced out the window, peering into the darkened streets below. The absence of alien patrols felt ominous, almost like a trap. His instincts screamed that something was off. "Why can’t I find any of their patrols? It doesn’t make sense."

"Think, Richard," he urged him