Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1040

"Alright, if it makes you uncomfortable, just destroy it. Better to burn it now than let it hit the black market and ruin more lives."

Master Ellis suggested.

Mira sprinkled the Necrotic Catalyst over the ten crates. The horrific contents rapidly dissolved, reducing to fine white ash.

Once everything else was verified and accounted for, Mira looked at the older man. "I'll call James Barlow right now and have Barlow National Bank dispatch five armored trucks with full security details.

Then I'll get Dominic West on the line and see if he can send a task force to help us load all this up."

It was also a necessary defensive measure, just in case any rival militant factions stumbled upon their operation.

Based on current market rates, the gold alone was worth roughly seventy million dollars. The real prize was the hundred crates of flawless jade, which easily brought the total value to well over two hundred million dollars.

It was a staggering fortune, but for someone like Mira, whose investment portfolio was already in the billions, it was barely a drop in the bucket.

They had all risked their lives in Balkana, and she had zero intention of hoarding the loot for herself.

That was exactly why she looped Dominic in and requested his men for the heavy lifting.

In truth, they could have easily smuggled the wealth out using just the Barlow National Bank guards and a few of Master Ellis's chemical deterrents.

The bank's armored transport trucks arrived within half an hour, closely followed by an elite tactical unit led personally by Dominic West.

With everyone pitching in, it took less than two hours to clear out the vault and secure everything at Barlow National Bank.

Before leaving, the team meticulously reset the hidden door to its original state, slipping away into the night undetected.

Once they were safely back at the hotel, Mira finally asked for input. "How do you think we should divide the assets?"

Master Ellis pondered for a moment. "We risked our lives to find it, so by all rights, it belongs to us. But since everyone pitched in and did their part, everyone deserves a cut."

"Doesn't Eleanor Quinn love jewelry? We'll keep the hundred crates of jade. As for the gold, once we deduct the bank's handling fees, we can donate the rest to Mavaria."

"I've made up my mind. We'll give every single one of them a piece of jade and a gold bar. I really don't mind taking a smaller cut."

Owen stayed completely out of the financial planning, perfectly happy to let Mira and Master Ellis call the shots.

The group had just finalized the details when Dominic West walked in. "So, what's the game plan for the vault?"

He asked with an easy smile.

His underlying motive was obvious—he was hoping to secure a slice of the pie for their severely underfunded agency.

Mira laid out the generous terms they had just agreed upon.

"Incredible. That is beyond generous. I thank you on behalf of Mavaria, and on behalf of all my men. We still have a few hours until sunrise, so get some sleep. We'll take tomorrow to recover and head back home the day after."

The next day, they all slept heavily, not waking until noon to the sound of torrential rain hammering against the windows.