Chapter 13 - Unmasking The Spy Within The DeLuca Corporation
The private jet sliced smoothly through the dark midnight clouds, heading south toward a secure private airstrip in the Florida Keys.
Wren was fast asleep on a leather couch in the cabin, wrapped in a cashmere blanket bearing the DeLuca family crest.
Maren sat across from Luca in the dimly lit cabin, sipping hot black coffee from a porcelain cup.
"Who sent those men to the penthouse, Luca?" Maren asked quietly, watching the reflection of the cabin lights in the window.
"Marcus didn't have access to the master override codes anymore," Luca replied, rubbing his temples in exhaustion.
"Which means someone inside my own executive security team sold us out to my uncle."
"Do you know who it is?" Maren pressed, her hazel eyes sharp with protective intuition.
"My chief of operations, David Vance," Luca muttered bitterly, staring down at his wedding ring finger.
"He worked for my father for twenty years; I trusted him like a brother."
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"Power makes people monsters, Luca," Maren said softly, placing her hand over his clenched fist.
"We're going to stop him, but we have to do it before our plane touches down in Florida."
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