Chapter 4 - Clara Reveals The Federal Conspiracy Behind Her Execution
Clara swung her legs over the edge of the chrome gurney, ignoring the sharp pain radiating through her bruised ribs.
“You’re calling the very men who tried to bury me alive in an unmarked grave,” Clara accused, pointing directly at Vance.
Vance lowered his radio slowly, his expression remaining completely unreadable beneath the harsh fluorescent glare.
“You hold encrypted flash drives belonging to the internal oversight committee, Clara—drives they want back permanently,” Vance said.
“They didn't just want me silenced; they wanted every trace of the offshore embezzlement scrubbed from the servers,” Clara retorted.
Dr. Miller backed away toward the surgical instrument tray, his hands shaking as he gripped a heavy metal scalpel.
“I don't care about your political conspiracies; I just work night shifts in a county morgue,” Miller muttered fearfully.
“You’re involved now, Doctor, simply because you pulled back that shroud,” Vance noted with chilling calmness.
Heavy metallic thuds echoed from the reinforced hallway outside the frosted-glass door of the examination room.
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Someone was marching down the sterile corridor with heavy combat boots, and they were moving with absolute urgency.
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