Chapter 10 - DAWN BREAKS
The sun began to peek over the East River, casting a golden hue over the city that never sleeps. The roof was suddenly swarming with authentic FBI agents and SWAT tactical medics.
Paramedics rushed to Maya and Vance, applying pressure dressings to their wounds. The adrenaline was finally wearing off, leaving Maya exhausted, shivering, and in profound pain. Yet, as she looked at the rising sun, a deep sense of peace washed over her. She had survived. She hadn't looked away.
The Director of the FBI himself stepped off the helicopter, rushing over to Judge Vance.
"Arthur, you're a stubborn old fool," the Director said, shaking his head. "We've arrested the corrupted senators and dismantling the cartel's leadership as we speak. You did it."
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"I didn't do a damn thing, Jim," Vance said, grimacing as the medics loaded him onto a stretcher. He pointed a trembling, blood-stained finger at Maya, who was being wrapped in a thermal blanket. "That young woman saved my life, saved the files, and outsmarted a team of tier-one mercenaries with a mop bucket and a rolling pin. Treat her like royalty, Jim."
Maya gave a weak, tired smile. She was just a housekeeper again, but she knew she would never be invisible anymore.
