Chapter 18
William frantically grabbed his desk phone, speed-dialing Clara’s direct line at the Department of Justice in Washington, D.C.
The call connected on the second ring. "Agent Mercier," Clara answered firmly.
"Clara... it's William," he gasped out, trying to catch his breath. "I need you to return to Boston immediately."
Clara’s voice instantly sharpened into high alert. "What happened, William? Is Ethan okay?"
"Ethan is fine, but... I just received a letter from my first wife, Catherine," William revealed, his voice shaking uncontrollably.
Silence hung on the line for three long seconds before Clara responded.
"William, listen to me very carefully," Clara said, her voice unnaturally quiet and tense.
"Do not touch that letter anymore. Do not open any more mail."
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"We just intercepted a classified cable from Interpol an hour ago."
"Catherine Vance did not die twenty-five years ago... she is the founder of the global syndicate we have been tracking for a decade."
