Chapter 6 - Breaking Down The Cold Basement Door
While federal agents secured the main floors of the mansion, Marcus Reed stepped out of a black armored SUV in the driveway.
Flanked by two private security specialists and a local child welfare officer, Marcus marched directly toward the side basement entrance.
“Check the perimeter locks,” Marcus ordered in a voice cold enough to freeze boiling water.
He reached into his tailored suit jacket, pulling out a heavy military-grade crowbar designed to breach reinforced steel doors.
With one synchronized heave, Marcus and his security lead shattered the heavy antique deadbolt holding the basement shut.
The heavy wooden door swung wide open, letting a rush of damp, freezing basement air spill out into the morning sunlight.
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Marcus descended the stone steps into the darkness, his heart hammering against his ribs as he searched for his sister.
“Evelyn?” Marcus called out, his voice echoing off the concrete foundation walls.
