THE HEIRESS VOW - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Allies and Enemies
“This place is a dump,” Liam muttered, casting a disdainful glance at the peeling wallpaper and flickering fluorescent lights.

“Better than nothing,” Ava replied, her voice barely audible over the storm outside. “We just need to lay low until we figure out our next move.”

A sudden knock on the door made them both freeze. Liam’s hand went to the concealed gun at his waist, while Ava’s eyes darted toward the nearest exit. The knock came again, louder this time, and a voice called out, “It’s Max. Open up.”

Liam exchanged a wary glance with Ava before unlocking the door. A tall, lanky figure slipped inside, rainwater dripping from his black hoodie. Max pulled back his hood, revealing a mop of curly hair and a pair of sharp, calculating eyes.

“Hope you didn’t have trouble finding the place,” Ava said, standing to greet him.

Max shrugged, dropping his backpack on the floor. “Piece of cake. This isn’t my first rodeo.”

Liam’s eyes narrowed as he sized up their new ally. “So you’re the infamous Max. The hacker who can crack anything.”

Max smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. “That’s me. And you must be Liam. The muscle.”

Before Liam could retort, Ava stepped between them, her tone firm. “We don’t have time for this. Max, what do you have for us?”

Max’s expression turned serious as he unzipped his backpack and pulled out a sleek laptop. “I’ve been digging through Henry Dalton’s files. Found something you might find interesting.” He tapped a few keys, and a series of documents flashed across the screen.

Ava leaned in, her eyes scanning the information. “This… this is proof. Henry’s been behind everything. The betrayals, the leaks… even my father’s death.”

Liam’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. “We need to take this to the authorities. Expose him.”

Max shook his head, shutting the laptop with a decisive snap. “It’s not that simple. Henry has people everywhere. We need a strategy, a way to use this without getting ourselves killed.”

Tension crackled in the room like static electricity. Liam took a step closer to Max, his voice a low growl. “And what’s your plan, hacker? Hide behind your computer while we do the dirty work?”

Max didn’t flinch, meeting Liam’s glare head-on. “My plan is to stay alive long enough to bring Henry down. And that means being smart, not reckless.”

Ava placed a hand on Liam’s arm, her touch calming but her gaze resolute. “He’s right, Liam. We can’t rush this.”

Liam pulled away, frustration etching lines into his face. “Fine. But if we get another chance to take him down, we take it. No hesitation.”

Max nodded, his eyes flicking to Ava. “Agreed. But first, we need to cover our tracks. Henry’s probably already looking for us.”

Ava sighed, sinking back onto the couch. “How did it come to this? We were so close to bringing him to justice, and now we’re the ones on the run.”

Max crouched beside her, his voice surprisingly gentle. “We’ll get him, Ava. But we have to be smart about it. Trust me.”

She met his gaze, searching for any sign of deceit. But all she saw was determination, a mirror of her own. “Alright, Max. What’s the plan?”

Max glanced at Liam before turning back to Ava. “First, we need to create a digital trail that leads Henry away from us. I’ll need access to a high-powered network. There’s an old tech lab not far from here that should have what we need.”

Liam frowned. “And how do you expect to get in? Those places are locked down tight.”

Max grinned, his confidence returning. “Leave that to me. Just be ready to move when I give the word.”

The rain intensified, hammering against the windows like a warning. Ava stood, her resolve hardening. “Then let’s get to work. The sooner we get what we need, the sooner we can end this.”

Max packed up his laptop, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. “Follow me. And stay close.”

The trio slipped out into the night, the storm providing cover as they navigated the narrow streets. Max led them through a series of back alleys and side streets, his movements quick and sure. They arrived at a nondescript building, its facade worn and unassuming.

“This is it,” Max whispered, pulling out a set of tools. He worked quickly, picking the lock with practiced ease. The door swung open, and they slipped inside.

The lab was a maze of outdated equipment and dusty shelves. Max moved with purpose, leading them to a hidden room at the back. He powered up an old server, the hum of machinery filling the space.

“Give me a few minutes,” Max said, fingers flying over the keyboard. “I need to set up a diversion.”

Ava watched, her anxiety mounting with each passing second. Liam stood guard by the door, his eyes scanning for any sign of danger.

“Got it,” Max announced, a triumphant note in his voice. “I’ve rerouted our digital footprint. It’ll take Henry’s goons a while to untangle this mess.”

Liam nodded, impressed despite himself. “Good work. Now what?”

Max turned to Ava, his expression serious. “Now, we go after Henry’s offshore accounts. We drain his resources and make him vulnerable.”

Ava hesitated, the weight of their mission pressing down on her. “And if we fail?”

Max’s gaze was unwavering. “Then we make sure we go down fighting.”

The storm outside raged on, a fitting backdrop to their resolve. As they prepared to move, a sudden crash echoed through the building. The door burst open, and armed men poured in, their faces masked and their intentions clear.

“Ambush!” Liam shouted, drawing his gun.

Max shoved Ava behind a metal cabinet, pulling out a concealed weapon of his own. “Get down!”

Gunfire erupted, the sound deafening in the confined space. Ava’s heart pounded as she crouched low, her mind racing. She caught a glimpse of Max, his face set in grim determination as he returned fire.

“Liam!” Ava screamed, her voice barely audible over the chaos.

Liam fought with the precision of a trained soldier, his movements fluid and deadly. But the odds were against them, and the room was rapidly filling with enemies.

“Max, we need an exit!” Liam shouted, his voice strained.

Max glanced around, spotting a ventilation shaft. “There! Go, I’ll cover you!”

Ava hesitated, torn between survival and loyalty. But Liam’s hand on her arm made the decision for her. “Go, Ava! We can’t lose you!”

With a final, desperate look at Max, she crawled into the shaft, Liam close behind. The sound of gunfire faded as they moved deeper into the building, the narrow passage twisting and turning.

They emerged in an alley, the rain still pouring down. Liam helped Ava to her feet, his face etched with worry. “We need to keep moving. Max will find us.”

Ava nodded, her heart heavy with guilt and fear. “We can’t leave him.”

Liam’s grip tightened on her hand. “We won’t. But we have to survive first.”