Chapter 14 - The Satellite Call To New York
At 3:00 a.m., the secure satellite phone on Thomas’s desk in the lodge study began to vibrate with a restricted incoming call.
Thomas answered it immediately, pressing speakerphone so Victoria could record the audio signal for the federal prosecutor.
“I assume Mrs. Higgins has successfully completed her assignment, Mr. Vance?” a smooth, arrogant voice mocked from the speaker.
It was Lord Sterling himself, calling directly from his penthouse office in Manhattan despite the late hour.
“Mrs. Higgins is currently enjoying the hospitality of a federal holding cell in Helena,” Thomas replied, his voice dripping with ice.
The line fell completely silent for three agonizing seconds before Sterling let out a cold, chilling laugh.
“You think arresting an aging house manager wins you the war, Vance? The girl is a liability, and so are you.”
“If you ever touch my niece again, Sterling, I won't wait for federal marshals to find you,” Thomas whispered with lethal calm.
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“I will hunt you down across every continent until there is nothing left of your empire but ash.”
“We shall see who burns first, mountain man,” Sterling sneered before slamming the phone down with a sharp click.
