Chapter 2 - Securing a Safe Refuge Inside the Penthouse Suite
Samuel locked the heavy oak door of the penthouse suite and engaged the secondary deadbolts.
He turned around to find Catherine standing near the window, rocking a sleepy Penelope in her arms.
“You’re safe here, Catherine; no one can reach you inside this building,” Samuel promised softly.
He walked over to the kitchenette, pulling out bottled water and fresh fruit for his exhausted wife.
Catherine accepted the water with trembling hands, her eyes scanning the luxurious room with lingering suspicion.
“Your mother has spies everywhere, Samuel; she owns half the security firms in Boston,” she warned him.
“Let her look; she thinks I’m sitting downstairs drowning my sorrows in a glass of bourbon,” Samuel replied.
He knelt beside them, gently touching little Penelope’s tiny hand as she slept soundly against her mother.
“We have less than an hour before I have to show my face at the board dinner,” Samuel said.
“What are you going to do when you see her?” Catherine asked, her voice tight with tension.
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“I’m going to play her game right up until the moment the trap springs shut.”
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