Chapter 252

The sleek black Bentley sped through the road heading to the Lewis family estate. Tristan wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth with his thumb, dialing Megan and the Lewis family over and over again. All calls were going straight to voicemail. His heart clenched painfully, irritation, panic, and helplessness boiling up inside him. "Something really went down," he muttered, his jaw tightening. "Stay back, don't get too close." Karl pulled over about a kilometer from the estate. Tristan grabbed a pair of binoculars from under the seat and scoped out the scene. The old Lewis home was already surrounded by SWAT—heavily armed, alert and on high guard. "Did they take Megan and the others?" Tristan shook his head. "Not sure. I can't reach anyone. Not even Zeta Prime." Just then, his wristwatch flashed red. He quickly pressed a button on the side, and Zeta Prime's voice crackled through. "Boss, where are you? We're surrounded by a bunch of idiots. At least forty-two of them!" Tristan ask