Chapter 12 - The Poison Trail
David opened his laptop, logging into the encrypted server of Vance Global Logistics using his executive clearance.
He spent four hours sifting through historic shipping manifests from the pharmaceutical import firm Evelyn’s family owned.
In October three years ago, a restricted shipment of industrial thallium arrived at a private hangar at JFK Airport.
The delivery signature on the customs release form was signed by Evelyn Sterling using an altered corporate pseudonym.
David printed the document, his heart hammering against his ribs as the paper trail linked her directly to premeditated murder.
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Suddenly, the cabin’s internal lights flickered once, twice, and then plunged into total, absolute darkness.
Outside, the soft hum of the off-grid generator died with a metallic clunk, followed by the snap of dry branches in the forest.
