Chapter 113 - The Siege of Blackwood Manor
With Alexander locked in a federal remand facility, his remaining rogue syndicate lieutenants made one final, desperate move to seize the Blackwood paper assets before the government frozen them completely.
They rallied at Blackwood Manor—the historic, heavily guarded estate in upstate New York where Alexander’s family had stored fifty years of physical bearer bonds and offshore deeds.
"If those bearer bonds hit the black market," Marcus warned in our war room, "it could drag Sterling-Vance into years of international litigation."
"Then we close the book tonight," Ethan declared.
Accompanied by a joint task force of federal marshals and our private security team, Ethan and I led the tactical breach of Blackwood Manor under a moonless night sky.
The firefight through the ancient oak-lined hallways was intense, but Ethan and Marcus moved with flawless coordination, systematically disarming the remaining syndicate enforcers and securing the central vault.
Inside the vault, sitting inside an iron safe, was the original, yellowed paper contract signed by my late father ten years ago.
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I picked up the paper, looking at my father's faded signature. Ethan produced a silver lighter, striking the flame.
Together, we held the contract over an iron tray as the fire consumed the paper, reducing the last remnant of the Blackwood shadow trust to ashes.
