Chapter 10 - Arthur Inspects The Bloody Floor
Back at the Manhattan banquet hall, cleanup crews worked silently beneath the massive crystal chandeliers to scrub away the mess.
Arthur stood alone near the center of the room, looking down at the faint pink stain remaining on the Italian marble.
He pulled out his phone, dialing his chief of security to ensure every single security camera copy was secured.
“Make sure those footage files are locked in the federal vault,” Arthur instructed into the encrypted line.
“Nobody alters the record of what happened tonight,” he added, his voice dropping into a dangerous, gravelly tone.
The manager of the hotel hurried over, sweating profusely despite the cool air conditioning circulating through the grand room.
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“Mr. Kincaid, we’ve already refunded all guest tickets and comped the venue charges for your family,” the manager offered nervously.
Arthur waved his hand dismissively, walking away without uttering a single word to the terrified hotel executive.
