Chapter 4 - Witnessing The Family Attorney Arrive
A black sedan pulled smoothly up to the curb, its high-beam headlights sweeping across the weathered brick facade of the apartment complex.
Corbin ducked slightly behind his steering wheel, instantly recognizing the custom silhouette and tinted windows of the vehicle.
It belonged to Arthur Pendelton, the senior legal counsel and ruthless fixer for Stanford Development for over thirty years.
Arthur stepped out of the luxury car wearing a sharp charcoal suit that looked entirely out of place in the impoverished alleyway.
He adjusted his silk tie, checked his expensive gold wristwatch, and strode purposefully toward the front entrance of the building.
Corbin’s breath caught in his throat as a cold realization flooded his mind like rising floodwaters.
Why was his family’s primary corporate attorney visiting his housekeeper at nearly eight o'clock at night?
Arthur didn't even bother knocking on the front door of apartment 4B; he simply pulled a brass key from his pocket and let himself inside.
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Corbin threw open his car door, ignoring the cold drizzle starting to fall, and hurried quietly across the gravel parking lot.
He slipped into the building's dimly lit stairwell just as the heavy metal door clicked shut behind the attorney.
