25. The Dubai Attack

Knight boarded the jet, his face a mask of iron determination. The luxurious cabin felt suffocating, despite the soft leather seats and polished wood panels. His mind spun with the threat against his family. Jasmine. Henry. The weight of their safety pressed heavily on him. As the jet roared to life, soaring into the sky, he began planning his next moves with the ruthless precision he was known for.

He stared out the window, watching the ground fall away beneath him. Twenty-four hours. He had no time to waste, but first, he needed to play his role. The Saudis expected him at the oil mogul conference in Dubai, a key part of his global power play. He couldn’t afford to show any weakness, not when so much was at stake. His enemies were watching, waiting for him to slip. If they sensed vulnerability, the entire empire he’d built could crumble.

After hours in the air, the jet touched down in Dubai’s opulent private airport. The city’s glittering skyline stretched out before him, a testamen