Chapter 25 - The Hidden Syndicate
Within the hour, Caleb arrived at her office, examining the mysterious photograph under a magnifying desk lamp.
"This watermark belongs to a classified federal intelligence agency dating back to the late nineties," Caleb noted grimly.
"If federal officials were shielding Marcus, it means our investigation barely scratched the surface of a political cartel."
Eleanor crossed her arms, walking over to the window as the Manhattan traffic hummed far below them.
"They thought they buried the truth, but they left a paper trail spanning two decades," Eleanor said determinedly.
"Are we ready to pull the next thread, Caleb?" she asked, turning around to face her fiancé.
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"We pull until the whole sweater unravels," Caleb replied, pulling his laptop closer to begin the new search.
The battle for absolute truth was far from over, but this time, they faced the shadows together.
