Chapter 20
Clara printed out the financial ledger, securing the physical evidence inside a fireproof lockbox hidden beneath her floorboards. She knew that going to the local police again might trigger a corrupt jurisdictional leak within the regional department.
She needed federal backing, specifically from the DOJ civil rights division that had prosecuted the initial high-profile case. Her phone suddenly lit up on the mahogany desk, displaying an incoming text from an unknown, encrypted number.
May you like
The message contained no words, just a single digital attachment—a short video clip recorded through her bedroom window. In the video, a masked figure stood outside her glass pane, holding a shovel against the moonlit lawn.
Clara stood up instantly, grabbing her car keys and her locked briefcase while rushing toward the staircase to grab Maya.
