Chapter 6 - Laurent Confesses The Truth About Black Star Holdings
Laurent dragged himself up onto his knees, clutching his bruised hand against his chest with a grimace. "I only handled the reservations and the wine inventory! I swear I didn't know about the weapons!" he cried out.
Alessandro stopped dead in his tracks, turning back around with an expression of sudden, intense danger. "Weapons?" Alessandro repeated, his voice dropping an octave. "What weapons are you talking about, Laurent?"
The maître d’ swallowed hard, his throat dry as bone as he looked around the silent dining room. "Container seventeen... it didn't hold relief funds or diplomatic documents," Laurent whispered, terrified to speak the words.
"Speak up before I lose my patience," Alessandro warned, pulling a heavy silver cigarette case from his jacket pocket. "It held military-grade firearms smuggled from Eastern Europe under diplomatic immunity," Laurent blurted out.
Camilla gasped, finally realizing the sheer scale of the danger surrounding them inside the luxury restaurant. I stared at Laurent in shock, understanding why my father had spent his final years running in terror.
"Black Star Holdings is using the restaurant cellar as a distribution hub for illegal arms trafficking," I deduced. "And my father tried to expose the shipping manifest before they framed him for embezzlement."
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"Which means your father's ledger is still hidden somewhere down in our lower cellar," Alessandro concluded grimly. He snapped his cigarette case shut, turning to his bodyguards with crisp, military precision.
"Lock down every exit to the street. Nobody enters, nobody leaves, and nobody calls the police," Alessandro commanded. He then looked directly at me, his gaze softening by a fraction. "Sophie, you're coming with us to the cellar."
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