Chapter 11 - Visiting The Luxury Fashion Boutique In Downtown Dallas
Later that afternoon, I drove my black SUV into downtown Dallas, parking outside the exclusive luxury boutique where Bianca used to work as a senior manager.
I walked through the glass double doors, the cool air-conditioning and scent of expensive perfume washing over me.
A young sales associate rushed over with an apologetic smile, recognizing me immediately from previous visits with Bianca.
“Good afternoon, Mr. DeLuca. Are you looking for a gift? Bianca isn't in today—we heard about her sudden absence,” the associate said nervously.
“I’m not here to shop,” I said smoothly, flashing my business card. “I need access to her private employee locker in the back staff room.”
The manager of the store hurried over, looking flustered and anxious as she processed my request.
“Mr. DeLuca, I’m not sure we can legally allow—” she started to protest before I cut her off.
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“Her personal property is currently tied to a criminal grand jury investigation for attempted murder,” I stated coldly, sliding a legal consent form across the counter. “You can either cooperate with the Dallas police, or I can have my attorneys shut this boutique down by nightfall.”
The manager swallowed hard, turned around briskly, and led me through the back staff doors toward the employee lockers.
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