Chapter 16
Harrison groaned in agony, coughing up blood as Carter pinned him to the ground with a heavy boot on his chest.
"You ruined me..." Harrison wheezed out, staring up at Carter with pure hatred.
"You ruined yourself when you targeted my family," Carter replied softly, reaching into his pocket.
Carter pulled out a digital recording device, playing a crystal-clear audio file recorded five years ago.
The voice on the recording was Harrison Cole ordering a hit on a private vehicle on the Connecticut Turnpike—the very accident that had claimed the life of Carter's first wife.
Harrison’s eyes widened in sheer, unbelievable horror. "How... how did you get that?!"
"I've been hunting the man who killed my wife for five years, Harrison," Carter whispered, leaning down.
"I let you think you were tricking me with Victoria so I could gather enough evidence to tear down your entire network."
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"You were never the hunter, Harrison. You were always the bait."
FBI agents rounded the corner of the hangar, rushing forward to handcuff Harrison Cole as he wept hysterically on the pavement.
