Chapter 10
The rain at Teterboro Airport was deafening, drumbeating against the metal roofs of the private hangars.
A sleek gulfstream jet sat on the tarmac, its engines whining as it prepared for immediate taxi.
Evelyn ran across the wet pavement, holding a silver briefcase tightly against her chest.
Before she could reach the boarding stairs, a black sports car skidded to a halt directly in front of the jet.
The driver's side door opened, and Charlotte stepped out into the pouring rain, her black blazer soaked instantly.
"Going somewhere, Evelyn?" Charlotte called out, her voice cutting through the roar of the jet engines.
Evelyn stopped in her tracks, her heels slipping on the wet tarmac as she stared at Charlotte in disbelief.
"How did you find me?!" Evelyn shrieked, clutching her briefcase tighter.
"You used the corporate fuel card registered to the Manhattan hotel," Charlotte explained, taking slow steps forward.
"You spent your whole life using my family's money, and it just led me straight to you."
Evelyn reached into her designer handbag, pulling out a small, gleaming silver pistol.
May you like
"I won't go to prison, Charlotte!" Evelyn screamed, aiming the gun directly at Charlotte's chest.
"I'll kill you right here and take the jet!"
