Chapter 12 - THE MIDNIGHT ALLIANCE
"You shouldn't be calling this number, Clara; it's being monitored by federal investigators," Damon warned immediately.
"I don't care about federal monitors, Damon; your mother destroyed my family's livelihood," Clara replied fiercely.
"She destroyed mine too, Clara, which is why I handed over every financial key to the Department of Justice," he countered.
A heavy silence hung between them over the secure audio line, bridging the miles that separated their shattered lives.
"What do we do next?" Clara asked, her voice softening just a fraction as she heard the exhaustion in his tone.
"We combine forces," Damon proposed without hesitation. "Your family has the local trade records of her extortion."
"And you have the corporate bank routing numbers proving the embezzlement," Clara finished, realization dawning.
"Exactly. Together, we don't just expose her; we ensure she never sees a free day outside a federal cell," he vowed.
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"Meet me at the old marina warehouse off Route 9 in one hour," Clara instructed, hanging up before he could argue.
She grabbed her jacket, slipping out the back door into the cool night, ready to wage war against the Vance empire.
