Chapter 5
The heavy iron door groaned loudly before swinging open, releasing a wave of stale, dust-choked air into the underground hallway.
Sarah stepped inside first, her flashlight sweeping across rows of stacked financial ledgers, hard drives, and illegal offshore banking records.
In the far corner of the subterranean room, a freshly poured section of concrete flooring stood out starkly against the old stone.
"Bring the ground-penetrating radar scanner and the K-9 unit down here immediately," Sarah ordered into her shoulder radio.
Within minutes, the specialized search dog sat down sharply beside the concrete slab, letting out a low, mournful whine.
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Victoria was brought down to the basement in handcuffs, her crimson red dress dragging against the dirty concrete floor.
When she saw the concrete slab, her knees buckled, and she collapsed against the stone wall in absolute, defeated ruin.
