Chapter 6 - Dorian’s Desperate Warning In The Dark Garage
Beck parked his car in the dim parking garage beneath his apartment building late that evening.
Before he could pull the key from the ignition, the passenger door swung open, and Dorian slid quickly into the seat.
Dorian’s breath came in ragged gasps, his suit jacket rumpled and his tie pulled loose around his collar.
“What are you doing here, Dorian?” Beck asked, reaching instinctively for the door handle to lock it.
“You need to drop the investigation into Mercer Residential tonight, Beck,” Dorian urged, his eyes wide with genuine terror.
“Avia isn't just dealing with tax evasion; the people backing that company have ties to offshore syndicates.”
Beck stared at his cousin in disbelief, shaking his head slowly as the grim reality of the situation set in.
“You helped her forge my signature on those documents, Dorian. You don't get to play the innocent bystander now.”
“I did what I had to do to survive in this family, and so did Talia!” Dorian blurted out desperately.
Beck froze, his hand stopping midway across the center console. “What did you just say about Talia?”
Dorian looked down at his hands, suddenly unable to meet Beck’s piercing, furious gaze in the dark car interior.
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“She didn't sign those papers because she was tricked, Beck,” Dorian whispered hoarsely.
“She signed them to pay off a debt that could have landed you in a federal penitentiary three years ago.”
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