Gyrfalcon's right fist shot up on cue, and upon that signal, near two hundred black suits swarmed forth from the perimeters and surged towards the hotel.
Each and every one of these men bore the same set of characteristics. They sported similar crew cuts and towered above 1.8 meters in height. Their assured strides and intense demeanor left none in doubt of their discipline and rigor, and intimated what they were capable of.
In no time at all, they had the main hall completely surrounded. Their ferocious gazes were locked squarely upon Nathan Cross and his companions as they regarded them with certain hostility.
Nathan let out a smirk and mused, "Mr. Tucker, I presume that you are not intent on playing fair? Are you positive that you have enough numbers here to go around, though?"
A cold smile drew across Boris's lips, "I am well aware of the General's irrepressible talents, therefore I have also taken to other... precautionary measures."
Just as Boris' voice died down, Rohan to his flank had the intercoms raised, "Get yourselves over here!".
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Following that, police transports of various makes, numbering two hundred in all, roared unto the scene and invariably screeched to a halt in front of the hotel entrance.
As their doors were thrown open, the boots of close to a thousand armed troopers hit the ground running, and they, with great efficacy, had the premises locked down in short order.
More than a dozen amongst them then burst into the hotel, took their places by next to Boris, Rohan, and Gyrfalcon, and placed themselves at their command.
Nathan was momentarily taken aback by this unexpected show of force, but he managed to regain composure. "Huh, looks like Mr. Tucker has indeed come prepared today."
Boris matched Nathan's frostiness with that of his own, "Tomorrow, I will send my son off on his final journey. But before this day comes to pass, I shall see his killer brought to justice.”
"General, I understand that Ava Quinn is your subordinate and that it is your will to protect her, but that would not be on the cards today, I am afraid, as I must take her away.”
"I hope that you would not attempt to make this task more trying than it needs to be. As should it come to a head, I imagine things might get very unpleasant for you."
Nathan scoffed, "Unpleasant? Really? I'd say it is going to take more than this lot that you have with you to spoil my day”
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