Chapter 3 - Mark Tries To Grab The Second Recording Device
Mark leaped out of his chair so violently that his mahogany seat overturned and crashed heavily against the hardwood floor.
He lunged across the center of the massive dining table, reaching out desperately to snatch the second recording device.
“Give me that damn device, Samantha! You have completely lost your mind!” Mark roared, his face distorted with panic.
Before his fingers could graze the black plastic casing, Samantha’s hand snapped out and swept the gadget back into her bag.
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“Touch me or my belongings again, Mark, and I’ll forward every single encrypted audio file directly to the federal prosecutor,” she warned.
Mark froze mid-reach, his chest heaving under his custom-tailored Italian suit as the absolute gravity of the situation hit him.
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