Chapter 7 - A Dangerous Phone Call Made
Vincenzo closed the journal with a soft thud and walked over to a secure rotary telephone sitting on a side table.
He picked up the heavy black receiver, dialed a single digit code, and waited for the encrypted line to connect.
“This is Vance,” he spoke into the mouthpiece, his voice instantly hardening back into the tone of a ruthless syndicate kingpin.
“Secure the entire perimeter around Walter Pike’s old apartment building immediately,” he commanded without breaking eye contact with Renley.
“I want every trash bag, every notebook, and every scrap of paper he left behind collected and brought to my headquarters.”
The person on the other end of the line confirmed the order instantly before the click of the disconnect echoed through the room.
Renley felt a sudden chill run down her spine, realizing that her simple volunteer work had just pulled her into a lethal game.
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“Are the bad people looking for him, sir?” Renley asked, her voice dropping to a frightened whisper.
Vincenzo walked back over to her, kneeling down so he was eye-level with the brave twelve-year-old girl.
