Chapter 21 - A Mysterious Black Box Arrives At Their Doorstep
Late one quiet Friday evening, while the crickets chirped softly outside their country home, the front porch doorbell chimed across the foyer. Ethan walked down the hallway, opened the heavy oak door, and found a small, unmarked black box resting on the welcome mat.
There was no return address or postal stamp, only an embossed metallic seal from an international Swiss bank archive. Ethan brought the package inside, placed it on the dining table, and used his tactical pocketknife to break the heavy wax seal.
Inside lay an old encrypted flash drive and a handwritten note in ink that made his blood run cold instantly:
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“Ethan, Victor Dane was only hiding the surface... the true owner of the syndicate is coming to claim everything next week.”
Ethan slowly raised his eyes toward the dark front windows as a pair of black luxury sedans rolled silently down their gravel driveway...
