Chapter 2: The Senator’s Intervention
The silence was broken not by a scream, but by the heavy clatter of a leather briefcase hitting the mahogany floor. Senator Halloway, a man known for his fierce, often ignored investigations into federal grant mismanagement, walked toward the dais.
"The wine, Evelyn," the Senator said, his voice a low, gravelly hum that silenced the room. "Such a messy way to dispose of a witness."
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Evelyn laughed, though her hands began to shake. "Senator, you’re drunk. Security, remove these two."
But the guards didn't move. They were looking at the giant LED screen behind the VIP table, which had suddenly flickered to life. It wasn't playing the promotional slideshow for the orphanage anymore. It was displaying a live, scrolling feed of private banking records—transfers from the "Youth Educational Grant" directly into Evelyn’s offshore accounts.
