Chapter 127: Robbing a bank

  “Open that safe,” the President ordered. “I don’t care what methods you have to use. Just get it done.”   “Yes, sir,” the voice responded, understanding the implied authorization for whatever means necessary.   The president ended the call, letting the phone drop onto the bed beside him. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, heavier than the injuries that kept him in this hospital bed.   Years of careful planning and meticulous separation between his public persona and his role as the leader of the Dark Hand were now in jeopardy.   The fire was probably a warning from the Shaw family. Or was it to smoke him out? If so, it did it’s job. It had created a mountain of problems for him. They now knew who he was, and most of those who participated in the rescue knew too. He felt a headache descend on him.   Mercy and Justin’s escape was a wild card. Were they running out of fear, or did they already know about the fire? And now, with Mathias in Shaw’s custody, how lon