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The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 153. Shadows in the Office
Sophia adjusted the stack of files on her desk, the faint hum of the office filling the air. Despite her best efforts to focus, an unshakable unease crept over her. Something felt… off. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in the subtle changes. The janitor lingered a little too long near her door. A clerk, who normally greeted her warmly, avoided eye contact. Even her assistant seemed distracted, her responses curt and mechanical. Sophia exhaled, shaking her head. “I’m overthinking,” she muttered to herself. Still, her fingers found her phone, and she sent Elijah a quick message: ~"Something feels strange here. I’ll tell you more when you pick me up."...At Arthur Palace, Elijah read Sophia’s message, his expression tightening. “Doug,” he called, his voice sharp. Doug entered promptly, clipboard in hand. “Yes, Marshal?” “Double Sophia’s security detail at the office. I don’t like the sound of this,” Elijah instructed. “And have someone sweep the building for anything un
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 154. The Syndicate’s Mark
Elijah stood in Sophia’s ransacked office, his fists clenched as he surveyed the chaos. Doug approached cautiously, holding a folder with initial reports from the security team. “Marshal, we’ve traced the van to an industrial area about ten miles away,” Doug said, his tone grave. “They abandoned it there, but we found some markings inside.” “Markings?” Elijah turned sharply, his voice low and dangerous. Doug handed him photographs of symbols etched into the van’s interior. “They’re tied to an international criminal syndicate. Hague Donald has been in contact with them. He’s trying to expand his power by leveraging the remnants of the Thompson Accord.” Elijah’s jaw tightened as he studied the symbols. “Sophia’s just a pawn to them,” he muttered, his anger simmering. “But they’ve made a grave mistake taking her.” Doug nodded. “We’ll find her, Sir. I’ve sent teams to investigate the warehouse district. The trail doesn’t end here.” ...Sophia groaned as she stirred, her head p
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 155. The Hunt Begins
Elijah stood in the command room at Arthur Palace, surrounded by maps, laptops, and his closest allies. Doug stood to his right, detailing the latest intel, while Lando Yale leaned against the table, his arms crossed, his sharp eyes scanning the room. “We’ve confirmed activity near the coast,” Doug reported, pointing to a red-marked zone on the map. “A series of safe houses tied to the syndicate are scattered across this area. One of them could be where they’re keeping Mrs. Norton.” Elijah nodded, his expression grim. “Then we hit them one by one until we find her.” Lando stepped forward, his voice low but firm. “I’ve mobilized some of my security teams. They’re ready to assist wherever you need them. Sophia’s safety is our priority.” “Thank you, Lando,” Elijah replied, his tone appreciative but focused. “We’ll need every resource to stay ahead of these bastards. Doug, coordinate with Lando’s team and get boots on the ground immediately.” “Yes, Marshal,” Doug said, stepping
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 156. The Face of the Enemy
Sophia sat across from Hague in the spacious yet cold Donald family sitting room. The air between them was thick with tension, and Hague’s smug demeanor grated on her nerves. She gripped the armrests of her chair, her knuckles white as she fought to remain composed. “Hague,” she began, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her, “I know you’re involved in this. I’ve seen enough to understand your resentment toward Elijah, but dragging me into this—your own family—crosses a line.” Hague chuckled, leaning back lazily. “Dragging you into this? Oh, Sophia, you’ve always been blind. I didn’t drag you into anything. You walked into it yourself the moment you aligned with that man.” Sophia’s eyes narrowed. “That man is my husband, and he’s done more for me and this family than you ever have. What’s your real issue with him?”
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 157. A Dangerous Gamble
Elijah stood in the armory room of Arthur Palace, methodically strapping on his tactical gear. His face was calm, but his eyes burned with determination. Doug stood by, reviewing the mission details on his tablet. “Marshal,” Doug said, his voice steady, “The offshore hideout is heavily guarded. We’ve confirmed multiple security layers. Their setup suggests they’re expecting you to come alone.” Elijah smirked faintly, sliding a blade into his belt sheath. “Let them expect that. They’ll be too focused on me to notice the shadows.” Doug nodded. “Our backup team is prepped. We’ll stay close but out of sight unless you signal. Sophia’s safety is the priority.” Elijah’s gaze darkened at the mention of her name. “It always is, Doug. Let’s move.” ...Sophia sat chained to a chair in a small room aboard the offshore hideout. The salty tang of the sea air seeped through the cracks in the walls, mingling with the stale scent of damp wood. Her wrists ached from the restraints, but she r
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 158. The Deadly Pursuit
Hague stumbled back, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as Elijah advanced, his fists clenched. The room was silent except for Hague’s ragged breathing and the ominous creak of the old floor beneath Elijah’s boots. “You think you’ve won, Marshal?” Hague spat, his voice dripping with contempt. “You’ll never find her in time.”Elijah’s jaw tightened, his voice cold. “You’ve already lost. Where is Sophia?”Hague smirked, wiping the blood from his lip. “She’s being moved as we speak. A chopper will take her far beyond your reach.”Elijah didn’t hesitate. He lunged forward, grabbing Hague by the collar and slamming him against the wall. “Where?” he demanded, his voice sharp. “Where are they taking her?”Hague struggled but couldn’t escape Elijah’s iron grip. “It won’t matter. By the time you get there, she’ll be long gone.”With a calculated punch to the stomach, Elijah forced Hague to double over. “You don’t get to decide what matters,” Elijah said, his voice low. “Start talkin
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 159. The Last Flight
The helicopter soared into the night, its roar fading as Elijah sprinted toward a waiting vehicle. Doug was already in the driver’s seat, the engine revving. “Marshal, they won’t get far,” Doug assured, his tone calm but resolute. “Then let’s make sure of it,” Elijah said, his eyes fixed on the disappearing craft. “Keep us close.”Doug nodded, the tires screeching as they sped onto the dirt road running parallel to the helicopter’s flight path. The vehicle’s headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating the desolate landscape....In the helicopter, Sophia braced herself against the turbulent air. She glanced at the guards seated across from her, their weapons resting on their laps, their eyes watchful. The pilot barked orders over the intercom, demanding updates on their pursuers. Sophia took a deep breath, her gaze darting to a toolbox strapped to the wall. Her mind raced, calculating her next move. She shifted slightly, pretending to adjust her seat. One guard leaned closer,
The Unstoppable Dragon Marshal 160. Together
Sophia sat in the grand lounge of Arthur Palace, her hand cradling a warm cup of tea. The room’s opulence did little to ease her frayed nerves, and her gaze remained fixed on the fireplace, the flickering flames reflecting her turbulent emotions. Elijah walked in, his expression calm but his movements deliberate. His sharp eyes scanned her, noticing the tension in her posture. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice softer than usual. Sophia glanced up, managing a small smile. “I’m recovering. Physically, I’m fine. But… emotionally, it’s been a lot to process.” Elijah moved closer, sitting beside her. He reached for her free hand, his grip firm but reassuring. “You’ve been through more than anyone should. But you’re strong, Sophia. You’ve proven that time and again.”She nodded, a flicker of determination returning to her eyes. “I’ll be fine. I just need to stay focused. And I need to be by your side, Elijah. No more keeping me in the dark.”Elijah’s jaw tightened slightly. “You
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219. The Battle for Evendore
The atmosphere at Arthur Palace was tense, with the air buzzing with urgency. Doug stood before Elijah, briefing him on the latest developments.“Marshal, the Quinn family has launched simultaneous attacks. Arthur Palace and Sophia’s headquarters are primary targets,” Doug reported, his tone grim but composed. “We’ve already deployed additional security, but their forces are relentless.”Elijah’s expression hardened. “They’re trying to dismantle everything we’ve built. They’ll regret this miscalculation.”Sophia entered the room, her presence commanding. “Elijah, I’ve doubled the cybersecurity team and evacuated non-essential staff. My people are holding strong, but this is more than a
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218. A Treacherous Alliance
Elijah sat across from Alexander Quinn in a private room of a luxury restaurant, the air thick with tension. The Quinn patriarch exuded an air of smug confidence, his tailored suit and composed demeanor betraying none of the chaos his family had caused.“Elijah,” Alexander began smoothly, swirling his wine glass. “Let’s put the theatrics aside. We’re both men of ambition, driven by legacy and loyalty. It doesn’t have to end in bloodshed.”Elijah’s expression remained cold, his piercing eyes locked on Alexander. “You targeted Sophia, disrupted her business, and infiltrated my life. What makes you think I’ll entertain anything you have to say?”Alexander leaned forward slightly, a sly grin tugging at his l
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217. Into the Lion’s Den
The air in the safehouse was damp and heavy with the smell of rust and stale cigarette smoke. Elijah moved silently through the dimly lit corridors, Doug trailing just a step behind him. The muffled voices of Alexander Quinn’s operatives grew louder as they approached the central room. Doug gestured toward the door, his voice low. “Marshal, I count five inside, two armed. If we move now, we’ll have the element of surprise.”Elijah nodded, his jaw tightening. “Make it clean. We need intel, not a bloodbath.”With a swift kick, Elijah forced the door open. The operatives inside scrambled, two reaching for their weapons. Doug moved quickly, disarming one with a precise shot to the hand, while Elijah subdued another with a calculated strike to the jaw.“Don’t try it,” Elijah warned the remaining operatives, his cold gaze sweeping over them. “Hands where I can see them. Now.”The operatives hesitated but complied, their hands rising slowly. Doug stepped forward, binding their wrists with z
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216. The Corporate Attack
Sophia paced her office, her face a mask of focused determination as reports of the cyberattack flooded in. “How bad is it?” she asked sharply, her voice cutting through the tension in the room. One of her IT specialists looked up from a screen filled with cascading lines of code. “They’ve breached the perimeter defenses. Whoever is behind this knows exactly where to hit us—our client database, financial records, operational plans.” Elijah entered the room with Doug in tow, his expression dark. “Any leads on where the attack is coming from?” The IT specialist shook his head. “Not yet, but they’re fast. If we don’t counter soon, they’ll wipe us out.” “Not on my watch,” Elijah said grimly. He turned to Doug. “We need someone who can outmatch them.” Doug nodded. “I’ve already contacted Riley. She’s the best we’ve got for this kind of work. She’ll be here within the hour, sir.” Sophia crossed her arms, her jaw tight. “This has Alexander’s fingerprints all over it. He’s coming
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215. The Quinn Gambit
The ballroom glittered with opulence, the gala teeming with Evendore’s elite. Elijah scanned the crowd, his gaze sharp and unwavering. Doug stood a few paces behind him, blending into the background but ready for any sign of trouble. Sophia, resplendent in a midnight-blue gown, was speaking to a group of investors, her charm effortlessly commanding the room. Then Elijah spotted him—Alexander Quinn. Dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, Alexander exuded an air of confidence that bordered on arrogance. His smile was polite but calculated, a mask that hinted at the sharp mind beneath. Elijah’s jaw tightened as he made his way across the room, his every step purposeful. “Mr. Quinn,” Elijah greeted, his tone cool. “I’ve been meaning to have a word with you.” Alexander turned, his smile widening as though he’d been expecting this. “Marshal Norton,” he replied smoothly, extending a hand. “A pleasure. Your reputation precedes you.” Elijah ignored the gesture, his piercing gaze fix
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214. A Shadow Returns
The grand doors of Arthur Palace creaked open as Elijah and Sophia stepped inside, their brief retreat leaving them refreshed but wary of what awaited them. Doug was already waiting in the main hall, his posture rigid, a grim expression on his face. “Marshal,” Doug began, nodding as Elijah approached. “We have a situation. The Quinn family is making moves again.” Elijah’s jaw tightened. “Go on.” Doug gestured for them to follow as he laid out a folder on the study table. “Alexander Quinn, one of the younger members of the family, arrived in Evendore three days ago. He’s presenting himself as a legitimate businessman—charity events, high-profile meetings—but we’ve traced several questionable dealings back to him. He’s quietly rebuilding their influence.” Sophia leaned over the table, scanning the documents. “The Quinns always did have a knack for masking their intentions. What’s their endgame?” Doug sighed, his fingers tapping the edge of the table. “It’s too early to tell, b
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213. A Passionate Retreat
The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the villa, casting a golden glow across the room. Sophia stretched lazily in bed, her fingers brushing the cool silk sheets. She glanced to her side and found Elijah already dressed, standing by the open balcony doors. The breeze tousled his hair as he looked out over the ocean.“Good morning, Marshal,” Sophia said with a teasing lilt, propping herself up on her elbow.Elijah turned, his face softening when he saw her. “Morning, love. I thought I’d let you sleep in after last night.”Sophia smiled, memories of their tender moments flooding her mind. “You’re too kind, but I’d rather spend every second with you.”Elijah walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Then let’s make the most of today. No plans, no distractions—just us.”They spent the morning exploring the villa’s expansive grounds. Sophia laughed as Elijah tried his hand at cooking breakfast, resulting in slightly overcooked om
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212. Rekindling the Flame
The sun hung low over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and gold as Elijah guided Sophia into the villa. The property was secluded, perched atop a hill with a view of the sparkling ocean below. Soft breezes rustled the curtains as Sophia stepped inside, marveling at the tranquil beauty of the place.“Elijah,” she said, turning to him with a smile. “You’ve outdone yourself this time.”“I thought we deserved a little escape,” Elijah replied, setting their bags down. “No threats, no plans, no enemies—just us.”Sophia’s heart warmed at his words. “It’s perfect. Thank you.”They spent the afternoon exploring the villa’s grounds. The infinity pool shimmered under the fading sunlight, and lush gardens surrounded the property, offering privacy and a sense of peace they hadn’t felt in weeks.Later, as the evening fell, Elijah surprised Sophia with a candlelit dinner set up on the terrace. Strings of fairy lights cast a soft glow, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks
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211. A Seductive Celebration
The tension of the last few weeks had finally ebbed, leaving a rare, quiet evening at Arthur Palace. Sophia stood by the balcony, gazing at the distant city lights. She wore a silk robe that barely reached her knees, the fabric flowing like liquid around her curves. Hearing Elijah enter the room, she turned, her eyes sparkling with mischief.“Elijah,” she said, her voice soft yet inviting. “I’ve been thinking. Don’t you think it’s time we celebrated properly?”Elijah raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on his lips. “And how exactly do you propose we do that, Mrs. Norton?”Sophia crossed the room, her steps deliberate and graceful. “Oh, I have a few ideas,” she tea
