Zo stood frozen under the harsh basement fluorescent lights, staring down at the shattered plastic container and the two insulin vials resting against his polished leather shoes.

The peace of the estate was shattered three nights later.

A severe autumn rainstorm battered Chicago, knocking out power lines across the northern suburbs. Under the cover of darkness, Julian Moretti launched a desperate tactical raid on the Rossi estate, sending ten high-level mercenaries through the wooded east perimeter.

Alarms blared across the estate as emergency red lights flashed along the corridors.

Inside the east wing, Tessa pulled Lily out of bed, holding her tightly against her chest as gunshots echoed from the lower levels.

"Mommy, I'm scared!" Lily cried, burying her face into Tessa’s neck.

"It's okay, baby, Mommy's here!" Tessa gasped, backing toward the corner of the room.

The heavy suite door was kicked open. A masked mercenary armed with an assault rifle burst inside, his flashlight sweeping the bedroom.

"Found the maid!" the mercenary shouted into his radio, reaching forward to grab Tessa by her arm.

Before his hand could touch her, a massive silhouette appeared behind him.

Zo grabbed the mercenary by his tactical vest, slamming him into the doorframe with bone-crushing force before disarming him in a single fluid motion. A suppressed gunshot echoed through the hallway, and the intruder collapsed to the floor.

Zo stepped into the room, his black shirt stained with rain and blood, a silver weapon held steady in his hand.

"Zo!" Tessa cried out.

Zo rushed over, dropping to one knee and gathering both Tessa and Lily into his massive arms, holding them tight against his chest. "Are you hurt? Did he touch either of you?"