Chapter 23 - THE CONSPIRACY UNRAVELED
"Marcus?" Nora gasped, stepping out onto the porch with her rifle lowered.
Marcus Vance lowered his weapon, stepping up the wooden stairs with heavy, exhausted strides.
"Nora," Marcus said, his voice deep and raspy. "I'm sorry it took me so long to find you."
Jackson stepped out from behind the doorframe, his gun trained on Marcus's chest. "Who are you, buddy?"
"I'm Marcus Vance," he replied, holding up his dog tags. "Former United States Army Special Forces."
"Your family said you died in Afghanistan," Nora said, her hands trembling.
"Agatha Thorne arranged for my helicopter to be shot down because I found out who she really was," Marcus revealed, looking at the burning fence line. "I had to stay underground to stay alive."
"So you knew she wasn't our grandmother?" Nora asked.
"She’s Agatha Thorne," Marcus confirmed, pulling a satellite drive from his jacket. "She ran an international baby-trafficking and asset-stealing syndicate for three decades."
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"And the real Eleanor Vance?" Nora whispered, fearing the answer.
"Her body is buried under the fountain in the Charleston courtyard," Marcus stated coldly. "Right beneath that wooden doghouse where she chained Ethan."
