Chapter 4
Elizabeth pointed weakly toward a battered leather briefcase resting on the bedside chair.
"Inside that case... documents, bank wire receipts, and signed confessions from the corrupt doctors," Elizabeth gasped.
"Take it to the Department of Justice before Arthur realizes I escaped my confinement."
Steven opened the briefcase, his hands trembling as he stared at the undeniable proof of corporate conspiracy.
Every financial crime, every forged death certificate, and every illegal offshore account was meticulously documented.
Suddenly, the heavy metal door of the hospital room rattled violently from the outside.
Heavy boots echoed down the sterile hallway, stopping directly outside room 402.
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"They found us," Elizabeth whispered, terror flashing across her pale face.
Steven stood up instantly, stepping protectively in front of Elizabeth's hospital bed as the doorknob began to turn.
