Chapter 25 - The Hidden Bunkers
Vivian didn't wait for another word; she ran up the grand staircase toward her late husband’s private study on the third floor.
Arthur and Harrison followed closely behind as she pushed open the heavy mahogany door.
The room was untouched, filled with old naval charts, books, and framed photographs of Edward in his flight suit.
Vivian walked straight to his heavy oak desk, pulling out a small drawer lined with green felt.
She removed the false bottom of the drawer, revealing a sleek, modern satellite tracking device blinking with a pale green light.
The screen displayed a live GPS marker moving steadily along Interstate 66 toward the estate.
“He’s coming here,” Vivian whispered, horror and confusion warring inside her chest.
“He isn't coming to hurt you, Vivian,” Arthur realized, looking out the window toward the front gate.
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“He’s coming to reclaim the gold keycard from the vault.”
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