Chapter 24
Emma stood in the empty conference room, staring at her phone screen as the cold Manhattan night settled outside.
The syndicate wasn't operating from Chicago or London; their command center was based directly in Geneva.
They were powerful enough to bypass federal prison security, poison their own elite operative, and manipulate state judges.
And now that Victoria was silenced, Julian Vance’s legal team had already filed an emergency motion to dismiss all charges.
Without Victoria’s direct testimony linking Vance to the Delaware account, the recorded audio was legally vulnerable.
The entire federal case that Emma had risked her life to build was beginning to unravel at the seams in seconds.
Marcus rushed into the conference room, his face dark with grave concern as he looked at Emma’s trembling hands.
“Emma! The DA just called,” Marcus reported urgently. “Vance’s bail hearing has been moved to eight o’clock tomorrow morning!”
“They’re going to release him, Marcus,” Emma whispered, her voice tight with lingering shock.
“Unless we find the secondary ledger Victoria hid before she was arrested,” Marcus added, leaning over the table.
“What secondary ledger?” Emma asked, looking up at him with sudden, razor-sharp focus.
“Victoria told her court-appointed lawyer five hours ago that she kept a master backup server hidden in a safe-deposit box.”
“Where?” Emma demanded.
“Inside the private vault at the Federal Reserve Bank on Maiden Lane,” Marcus revealed.
“But the vault key was seized by the Swiss Embassy twenty minutes ago under international diplomatic immunity.”
Emma looked out the floor-to-ceiling glass window at the towering skyscrapers of Wall Street glowing in the dark.
The fight was no longer about a mansion basement, a humble housekeeping job, or a local real estate feud.
It had evolved into a high-stakes international war involving corrupt diplomats, offshore banks, and shadowy syndicates.
Emma looked down at her small, strong hands—the hands that had scrubbed floors, pulled a child from a locked cell, and brought down billionaires.
She pulled her coat around her shoulders, turning to face Marcus with an unyielding, dangerous fire in her eyes.
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“Get the car ready, Marcus,” Emma commanded quietly into the dark room.
“We’re going to the Swiss Embassy.”
