Chapter 31 - THE UNMASKING OF THE REAL MONSTER
Clara backed toward the study desk, her hand reaching for the brass desk lamp as terror seized her whole body.
"What do you mean he wasn't his brother?!" Clara cried out, her voice trembling in absolute confusion and panic.
David stepped closer, holding up the flight log document showing a medical discharge photo from ten years ago.
"Richard never had a twin, Clara... Julian Vance underwent plastic surgery six months ago after bribing his prison wardens," David revealed.
"The man who just stood in this foyer was Julian Vance himself!" David yelled, grabbing his coat to check his sidearm.
Suddenly, the study glass doors leading to the rain-drenched terrace shattered inward in a violent spray of glass.
Julian Vance, his face scarred and eyes burning with insane, unyielding vengeance, stepped into the room holding a loaded pistol.
"You always were too smart for your own good, Sergeant Cole," Julian sneered, raising the barrel directly at David’s heart.
Behind Julian in the rain stood Brenda, holding a dark canvas bag and looking up toward the second-floor nursery.
"I came for my forty million dollars, Clara... and this time, nobody is checking the security cameras," Julian cackled maniacally.
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Outside, the storm raged with ferocious power, lightning illuminating a mysterious black sedan pulling up to the dock with its engine running quietly.
In the backseat of the sedan sat a man holding a matching silver wedding ring, staring up at the lit window with a faint, unreadable smile.
