Chaos erupted in Sterling Tower. Adrian heard the gunshots echoing through the ballroom, heard the screaming of panicked guests, heard the shouts of security personnel trying to control the situation. Through his earpiece, David's voice was urgent and panicked.
"Adrian, we have multiple armed individuals throughout the building! They're not hotel security—they're professionals! Get out of there now!"
But Adrian couldn't move. He was trapped in the private lounge with Dr. Sterling and four armed guards. The exit was blocked, and the only window overlooked the city from forty stories up.
"Your pathetic little team thinks they can outplay me," Dr. Sterling said, moving to the window. Below them, police cars were arriving, sirens wailing. "But I have contingencies for everything. These men
