Chapter 10
The shell company wasn't owned by Marcus at all; it was a fronting entity controlled by an elite European syndicate known as the Iron Crown.
Clara’s breath hitched in her throat as she realized the Vance family was merely a disposable proxy for a much larger, global criminal network.
"What is it, Ms. Vance? Did something else surface in the financial audit?" Sarah asked, noticing the sudden pale shift in Clara's complexion.
"Marcus wasn't acting alone... he was taking orders from a shadow organization that operates across international borders," Clara whispered in dread.
She spun her tablet around, showing the Cayman Island routing codes to Sarah, whose professional expression hardened into tactical focus.
"If the Iron Crown backed the Vances, they won't let the federal investigation expose their European wire infrastructure," Sarah analyzed crisply.
"They're going to try and eliminate every witness to protect their multi-billion-dollar money laundering ring," Clara concluded with absolute certainty.
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Before Sarah could formulate a defensive protocol, the hospital room's smart intercom system flickered and buzzed with a loud electronic error.
The automated door locks clicked simultaneously into place, engaging a heavy, impenetrable deadbolt across the private suite's entryway.
