Chapter 13 - Unpacking The Past Inside The Grand Family Study
Back at the downtown estate moments earlier, Richard Sterling stood inside Arthur’s private study holding the intercepted surveillance tablet.
His face was twisted into an ugly, desperate snarl as he watched the recorded footage of Elena returning to the family.
“She survived... after twenty years in hiding, that ungrateful brat came back to destroy everything we built,” Richard hissed angrily.
Marcus Vance stepped out from the shadows of the bookcase, swirling a glass of expensive scotch with icy composure.
“I told you we should have disposed of her body properly instead of trusting local hitmen in Boston back then,” Marcus remarked coldly.
“Shut up, Marcus! Panicking won't stop her from handing those medical and financial ledgers over to the federal district attorney,” Richard snapped.
“Then we intercept them on the highway before they reach the Berkshire retreat; my men are already waiting at the lower gates,” Marcus smiled darkly.
“If Arthur gets hurt during the ambush, the board will launch an immediate independent investigation into our accounts,” Richard warned nervously.
“Arthur is an old man who suffered a tragic accident trying to protect a ghost; nobody will question the official report,” Marcus insisted.
Richard poured himself a large glass of scotch, his hands shaking violently as he contemplated the point of no return.
“We’ve come too far to lose control of the multi-billion-dollar trust now... do whatever it takes to secure those documents,” Richard authorized.
On the desk, Arthur’s discarded fountain pen rolled across the wood as a heavy clap of thunder echoed through the downtown mansion.
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The conspiracy that began twenty years ago was now rushing toward a violent, explosive climax on a dark mountain road.
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