Back at the Golden Palace, tension rose to the brim, seeping straight up to the ceiling. Norman and Thomas had taken over the mansion completely, with Joshua—the imposter—at gunpoint. Security had been hijacked to prevent anyone from alerting the authorities. Every system was locked down, sealing the place tight. No one was entering or leaving without permission from inside.
Seeing their master with a gun aimed at his forehead, the guards cooperated instantly.
"Now tell me," Thomas began, his voice low and dangerous, "where are we signing things without inviting the real owner of this mansion?"
Joshua's body trembled harder, as though he were trapped inside a block of ice. Nicole, however, seemed far too distracted—her gaze glued to the shirtless, muscular men.
"Want your eyes gouged out?" Norman thundered. His voice alone carried enough force to chill bone marrow.
Nicole jerked back to reality immediately. Her previously wandering senses snapped back like a rubber band.
