Chapter 7 - The Mysterious Young Woman's Identity
I stared at the glossy photograph of Chloe Miller, studying her youthful features, blonde highlights, and innocent brown eyes.
She was a junior accounting intern who had been hired at Gregory’s firm approximately eight months ago.
“Has she accessed the safety deposit box recently?” I inquired, keeping my emotions locked behind a wall of clinical detachment.
“Yes, Dr. Vance. She visited the downtown vault last Thursday afternoon while you were performing surgeries at the hospital,” Evelyn confirmed.
That explained how the sapphire necklace had migrated from our home safe to her collarbone without setting off immediate alarms.
Gregory had given her master key access to our private sanctuary while I was saving lives in the pediatric operating theater.
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“Thank you, Evelyn. Please freeze all secondary lines of credit linked to my social security number immediately,” I instructed.
“Consider it done, Dr. Vance. Your financial firewall is now completely secure from outside tampering,” she replied with a reassuring nod.
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