Chapter 18 - The Late Night Encounter At The Historic Church
Mark instructed his chief of security to lock down the mansion completely before slip out the side entrance into his truck.
The text message contained a second set of instructions, directing Mark to meet Marcus at an old historic church in downtown Boston.
The Old North Church was dark and silent as Mark pushed open the heavy oak doors, stepping into the massive, echoing nave.
Faint moonlight filtered through the tall stained-glass windows, illuminating the long rows of dark wooden pews and the altar.
Sitting in the front row pew near the altar was an elderly man in a tailored grey suit, holding a silver walking stick between his knees.
"You have your mother's stubborn determination, Mark Sterling," Marcus said, his deep voice echoing off the vaulted stone ceiling.
"Where is the original chemical patent for Sedatol-4, Marcus?" Mark asked, stepping down the center aisle with a steady stride.
"The patent doesn't belong to BioVance, Mark. It belongs to Lily because Sarah assigned the legal title to her bloodline before she died," Marcus revealed.
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"And you hired Vanessa to poison my daughter just to force a legal guardianship transfer?!" Mark demanded, his voice echoing with fury.
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