Chapter 11 - Leaving The Suburban House Under Cover Of Darkness
The taillights of Maya’s sedan turned the corner of the suburban cul-de-sac, leaving the grand brick house shrouded in shadows.
Inside the master bedroom, Richard paced frantically across the floor, pressing his cell phone against his ear with a shaking hand.
“She found the shoebox, Clara... she knows about the deeds and the offshore accounts,” Richard hissed into the receiver.
The woman on the other end let out a cold, sharp laugh that echoed through the dark, empty hallway.
“Then you better hope she doesn't check the safety deposit box downtown before our lawyers lock down the estate,” Clara replied coldly.
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Richard dropped his phone onto the bed, staring out the window at the empty street where his family had just escaped.
He realized too late that his web of deception had grown too complex for even him to control anymore.
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