Chapter 12 - THE SAFE HOUSE IN RHODE ISLAND
By midnight, Julian had driven Sarah to a secluded beachfront cottage in Newport, Rhode Island.
The property belonged to an old family friend and wasn't listed under any Sterling corporate records.
Sarah sat by the stone fireplace wrapped in a thick wool blanket, holding a warm cup of soup.
"Camille must have paid off someone at the precinct to get that hit team deployed so fast," Julian noted, pacing the rug.
"She’s desperate, Julian," Sarah said, her voice tired. "The foreign buyers are holding twenty million dollars in escrow."
"What buyers?" Julian asked, stopping in front of her.
"A syndicate called Apex Holdings," Sarah revealed. "They want the defense patents stored in Father's private server."
"Apex Holdings is run by Senator Harrison," Julian realized, his eyes widening. "He was my father's oldest political ally."
"He's the one who helped Father hide Mother twenty-five years ago," Sarah added.
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Julian took out his phone, dialing Detective Miller's direct line.
"Miller," Julian spoke into the phone. "We need federal Marshals. My sister isn't acting alone."
