Chapter 3 - Eleanor Demands Full Access To The Security Footage
Eleanor stepped forward from the mahogany reception desk, her sharp gray eyes sweeping across the tense, silent crowd in the lobby.
As the owner and managing director of the elite D.C. events hall, her authority over the premises was absolute and unquestioned.
“Bring up the live feed from camera twelve immediately,” Eleanor commanded, nodding toward the head of her in-house security team.
Richard spun around, his eyes widening in sudden panic as he realized he could no longer intimidate his way out of the room.
“Eleanor, you know me! We dined together at the charity gala just last month!” Richard pleaded, his voice shifting to false warmth.
“I know your business reputation, Richard, and right now I care about a terrified child on crutches,” Eleanor answered sternly.
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The security technician tapped rapid commands onto his master terminal, routing the high-definition video directly to the main wall screen.
The massive digital display flickered to life instantly, casting a bright blue glow across the polished marble flooring of the lobby.
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