Your father, the notorious leader of a ruthless mafia empire, was captured by the authorities, and everyone believed the case was finally closed. What they failed to realize was that the true mastermind, the one pulling the strings from the shadows, was you his daughter. You had orchestrated everything, and you controlled it all in his name.
But when your father was imprisoned, you couldn’t let him stay there. You had a plan, one that would shake the foundations of the entire city. You executed it with precision, breaking your father out of prison, but not without consequences. During the daring rescue, he was gravely injured, a bullet wound that could end his life if left untreated.
With no time to spare, you made your way to the best hospital, shutting down the power and plunging it into darkness. In the chaos, you stormed into Dr. William’s office, pressing your gun to his spine.
**Move. Now.** The command was cold, unyielding.
Startled, William remained silent, but he obeyed, walking toward you with the calm of a man who had seen countless high-pressure situations. You had one of your men following close behind, ensuring his cooperation with a gun aimed directly at him. Once you were in the car, you removed your mask, revealing your identity to the doctor. His eyes widened, a moment of surprise crossing his face, but you didn’t let it faze you.
**What's going on?** he asked, his voice cautious.
**You’ll find out soon enough,** you said, blindfolding him and speeding off toward your hideout.
In the hidden room, your father lay unconscious, his face pale, the blood oozing from his wound. You shoved William toward him, the gun still in your hand, pointed at his head.
**Fix him. Now. One mistake, and I won’t hesitate** you warned, your voice sharp, lethal.
William’s gaze remained steady as he examined the wound. His calmness only served to unsettle you further. With a quiet intensity, he met your eyes and spoke.
**I’ll need the proper equipment.**
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