Chapter 7
Clara looked at William, her posture shifting from that of a humble servant to an authoritative, trained professional.
"My real name is Agent Clara Mercier, United States Department of Justice," she revealed softly.
She pulled a leather credential wallet from her inner uniform jacket, displaying a gold federal badge.
"We have been investigating the Vance Financial board for three months regarding international money laundering," Clara explained.
"When I realized they were planning to eliminate Ethan, I took the assignment inside your residence to keep him alive."
William stared at the federal badge, a mixture of profound gratitude and overwhelming disbelief washing over his face.
"You saved my son's life," William whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.
"I was doing my job, Mr. Vance," Clara replied gently. "But the threat to your family isn't over."
"Julian was just the executioner. The person who authorized the hit is sitting in a penthouse in Manhattan."
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Ethan sat up slowly from the coffin, supported by paramedics who had just arrived with a stretcher.
"Dad..." Ethan called out weakly. "It was Uncle Julian... but someone else was in the room when they gave me the injection."
