Chapter 11 - Daniel's Growing Paranoia
Back at the luxury Beverly Hills villa, Daniel Calloway paced back and forth across the polished marble floor of his study.
Despite the police report closing the case, a cold, nagging dread gnawed constantly at the back of his mind.
He walked over to the desk and checked his private server console, noticing an unusual data ping registered the previous night.
“Victoria!” Daniel shouted loudly, his voice echoing off the high vaulted ceilings as he rushed down the hallway.
Victoria stepped out of the parlor, her expression sharp and unimpressed by his sudden panic.
“Keep your voice down, Daniel. The estate staff is already gossiping enough as it is,” Victoria scolded coldly.
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“Someone accessed our secure master server logs last night right after the incident,” Daniel said, his face pale with sweat.
Victoria’s eyes narrowed instantly, the icy calculation returning to her gaze as she realized their nightmare was far from over.
