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The DDA stops cold in his tracks, his briefcase thudding from his hands as it fell to the floor. I don't even give him time to respond before shooting him in the skull. Lives mean nothing. It is my daughter that matters. Another text arrives, but by this time, I don't even need to play his game. From the first text, my cell phone automatically triangulates the sender's position. I designed it as a precaution against Rose's dating, but here it might save her life. Stepping out of the office, I leave the massacre for the police to find, and straddle the motorcycle. Great White Shark is behind this. 

Speeding away, I drive to a condemned warehouse near the wharf. The cycle leaps over the gate, crushing a guard beneath its rear wheel, and collapsing the near wall. Going in guns blazing, I kill most of the security. Great White Shark turns as if he's been expecting me all night. "Mr. Wilson. I see you've triangula-" he doesn't get to finish his sentence as I unleash an enhanced fist. His jaw fractures. and I break four of his ribs, both legs, all of the bones in his hands, and rip out his collarbone before I finally snap his neck, ending him.

My attention turns to my daughter. "My poor Rose...What've they done to you?" Gingerly I lift her, loading her into a car. I pray her injuries aren't too extensive for my medical expertise.