Chapter 8 - The Bodyguard Makes His Choice
Back at the estate, past midnight, the security corridors echoed with the quiet footsteps of the head bodyguard.
He unlocked a heavy metal filing cabinet hidden in the basement security office, pulling out a confidential digital drive.
For years, he had recorded every unethical order Eleanor had given, knowing her ruthless nature would eventually demand a reckoning.
He slipped the drive into his coat pocket just as the security office door clicked open behind him in the shadows.
“Where do you think you’re going with those estate records?” a sharp voice demanded from the doorway.
The bodyguard spun around, finding Eleanor’s personal legal advisor standing there with a cold, suspicious smile.
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“I’m just completing the routine midnight audit,” the bodyguard replied smoothly, keeping his hand close to his jacket.
“Hand over the drive, or you won't leave this property alive,” the lawyer threatened, stepping forward with two armed guards.
