Chapter 21 - A Chilling Final Package Arrives With A Hidden Warning
As sunset painted the Atlanta skyline in brilliant shades of amber and gold, we returned home to our peaceful mansion. The delivery truck had just pulled away from our security gate, leaving a heavy manila envelope on the porch.
I picked it up cautiously, noticing there was no return address stamped on the matte black packaging material. I carried it inside to the foyer console table, cutting the industrial tape with a silver letter opener.
Inside rested an old, analog audio cassette tape and a handwritten note scrawled on yellow legal stationery. My hands trembled slightly as I unfolded the note and read the chilling words written in unfamiliar handwriting:
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“Jeffrey and Noelle were just amateurs. The person who really orchestrated your husband's betrayal is still living in London.”
Before I could process the terrifying warning, my cell phone buzzed with an incoming text from an unlisted international number containing a single audio file. I pressed play, and the tinny, familiar voice of my former London business partner echoed through the silent hallway...
