26. Doom

Knight stared out at the empty airfield, the faint hum of the jet engines filling the cold night air. His mind was a battlefield now, a swirl of calculations and emotions, but only one thing was clear: he would do whatever it took to protect his family. The rules had changed, and this game had become personal.

He boarded the jet, each step firm, his jaw clenched in determination. As soon as he was seated, his fingers flew across the tablet, encrypting new orders to his team. They would need to move fast—faster than the enemies circling his family like vultures. Every asset, every contact, every shadow network he had built over the years would now be put to use.

The jet roared to life, racing down the runway. Knight leaned back, staring at the clouds as they streaked past. His thoughts returned to Jacob, the man who once swore to protect family but was now betraying them for power. Knight had always known Jacob was greedy, but to use Henry, to involve an innocent child? That was unforg