Chapter 17
Marcus smiled faintly, adjusting his silver tie as the elevator began its smooth descent toward the garage.
"I'm afraid your father has restricted all vehicle exits from the property until tomorrow morning," Marcus noted.
"He knows Evelyn called you, Clara."
Clara looked at Marcus, realizing that her father's reach extended into every corner of her life.
"Are you going to stop me, Marcus?" Clara asked, her hand slipping inside her coat pocket toward her pepper spray.
"I don't work for your father out of loyalty, Clara," Marcus revealed unexpectedly in a low whisper.
"I work for him because he holds three million dollars of my personal assets in escrow."
The elevator reached the underground parking level, the brass doors opening to reveal the dark, empty garage.
Marcus held the elevator door open with his arm, looking at Clara with a sudden, serious expression.
"There is a black SUV parked in bay fourteen with the keys under the front tire," Marcus informed her.
"The security cameras in sector four have been disabled for the next ten minutes."
Clara looked at him in total shock, her eyes searching his face for any sign of a trap.
"Why are you helping me?" Clara asked guardedly.
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"Because your father destroyed my family twenty years ago, just like he tried to destroy yours," Marcus confessed.
"Take the hard drive to the U.S. Attorney's office in Brooklyn... and finish what your father started."
