Chapter 9 - THE TAPE RECORDING
Miller’s breathing became rapid and shallow as he realized Ethan was not bluffing.
"It was Brad Sterling! He brought a man from Washington D.C. who had high-level clearance!" Miller confessed under pressure.
"They gave me fifty thousand dollars to verify your DNA match using a fake dental record," Miller whimpered.
Ethan pulled a digital audio recorder from his tactical jacket pocket, stopping the active recording with a click.
"You just confessed to federal treason and military fraud on tape, Captain," Ethan said, releasing his grip.
Miller slumped against the wall, trembling as he wiped sweat from his pale forehead.
"You don't understand, Ethan... Brad isn't working alone... he’s part of a private military contractor syndicate!" Miller warned.
"They use declared-dead soldiers to run black-market arms shipments through private airfields in Montana!" Miller added.
Ethan picked up Miller’s military laptop from the desk, jamming it into his tactical backpack.
"If you tell Brad I was here, I’ll leak this confession directly to the Department of Defense Inspector General," Ethan threatened.
He exited the reserve center, stepping back out into the crisp, clear Montana air.
The puzzle pieces were beginning to fall into place, exposing a web of evil far larger than simple infidelity.
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His wife hadn't just cheated on him; she had helped sell him to a shadow syndicate for cold hard cash.
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