Chapter 8 - Dominic Enters the Storage Room
The freight elevator at Whitmore headquarters hummed quietly as Dominic Vale and Claire stepped out onto the third floor.
Two of Dominic’s armed security guards flanked the corridor, ensuring no corporate employees could interrupt their clandestine visit.
Claire unlocked her former storage-room office with a physical key she had kept hidden in the lining of her coat.
Dominic stepped inside the cramped space, his eyes taking in the secondhand desk, the filing cabinets, and the photograph of Anne Bell.
“You spent twelve years working miracles in a broom closet while your father took all the credit,” Dominic observed, touching the edge of her desk.
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“Working was safer than arguing,” Claire replied quietly, sitting down in her folding chair and opening her encrypted drive.
“Safety is an illusion your father is about to lose permanently,” Dominic said, walking over to stand beside the photograph of her mother.
