Chapter 11 - VAULT OF SECRETS
Elena disconnected the call instantly, turning to Daniel with an absolute lack of fear. Her mind was already calculating three steps ahead of her enemies.
"We aren't going to the board meeting, Daniel," Elena commanded sharply. "We are going directly to the subterranean vault beneath the Federal Reserve Bank of New York."
Daniel looked at her in surprise, slamming the SUV into gear as they reversed out of the Plaza Hotel garage. Rain poured from the sky as they sped southward toward Lower Manhattan.
"The Federal Reserve vault?" Daniel asked, dodging late-night traffic on Broadway. "What could possibly be hidden down there that can stop a syndicate takeover?"
"My father didn't leave me money, Daniel—he left me the original hard copy of the Founding Charter of the Global Banking Coalition," Elena revealed as she checked her secure tablet. "It contains the biometric signatures and real identities of every syndicate member operating in North America."
Ten minutes later, the armored SUV screeched to a halt outside the heavy stone facade of the Federal Reserve building on Liberty Street. High-powered floodlights illuminated the rain-slicked steps where four armed guards stood watch.
Elena stepped out into the storm, her white suit soaked instantly, but her stance remained as unyielding as iron. She walked up the stone steps, pulling a heavy brass key featuring an intricate eagle crest from her jacket.
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The head security guard stepped forward, instantly recognizing the legendary key and bowing his head in deep respect. He pulled open the massive bronze doors, allowing Elena and Daniel to step inside the silent, marble-lined fortress.
"Welcome back, Miss Vance," the guard said, his voice echoing in the cavernous hall. "Your father's vault has remained untouched for twenty years, just as requested."
