Chapter 20 - The Shadow On The Horizon
Maya plugged her headphones into her laptop, her breath catching in her throat as the crystal-clear audio began to play.
“My father took the fall in Chicago, sir,” Julian’s recorded voice spoke clearly over the stream.
“The federal agents think the entire network collapsed with the Vance Financial ledger.”
“They have no idea that our primary capital accounts were transferred to London three weeks ago.”
The shadowed man at the head of the table leaned forward into the soft light of the chandelier.
He raised a thick, lit cigar to his lips, taking a slow drag before exhaling a cloud of blue smoke across the glass table.
Maya’s blood ran cold as she recognized the distinctive scar running across the man’s knuckles—the exact same scar she had seen on Marcus Callahan’s hand.
“Agent Maya Lin is a very clever woman, Julian,” the shadowed man said in a deep, familiar baritone that made Maya’s chest tighten.
“She thinks she solved the case.”
“Let her go to Washington and collect her medal.”
“When she realizes who actually owns the Chicago harbor docks, she’ll come back to us.”
The video suddenly cut to black, leaving a single line of red text flickering across Maya’s screen:
SEE YOU IN CHAPTER TWO, AGENT LIN.
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Maya sat completely still in her airplane seat, staring at the black screen as the jet cut through the sky high above the clouds.
The conspiracy hadn't ended at the steakhouse; it had only just begun.
