Alexander's eyes snapped open. He immediately spun around, pulling Adrian behind him, shielding him with his body. He slammed his hand against the wall, finding the light switch, and flipping it on.
The light flooded the small room, revealing Alexander standing defensively in front of Adrian. A large man in a ski mask and a heavy jacket stood in the doorway, momentarily stunned by the sudden illumination and the sight of the city's most powerful billionaire locked in a storage room.
"Devereux!" the masked man yelled, raising his gun.
Alexander didn't flinch. His mind was instantly back in CEO mode, focused on survival and damage control.
"Get out," Alexander commanded, his voice cold and commanding, staring down the barrel of the gun with icy contempt. "The building is locked down. My security team has the exits covered. Drop the weapon and you might walk away with a prison sentence, not a body bag."
