Chapter 13 - A Mysterious Black Box Arrives At The Gate
Two days later, as peaceful autumn sunlight bathed the manicured lawns of the Westchester estate, a black courier van arrived.
The private security guard accepted a heavy black cardboard box bearing no return address or postal stamps at the front gate.
Marcus, now heading the estate's private security detail, inspected the package thoroughly with a portable X-ray scanner.
“Found no explosives, Mr. Vance, but the envelope seal bears the Zurich syndicate insignia,” Marcus warned seriously.
I put down my pen, staring down at the thick black box sealed with an unfamiliar crimson wax stamp.
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I used a silver letter opener to crack the wax seal, sliding off the lid to reveal a heavy brass key and a note.
The typewritten note in neat, cold cursive read: “Vanessa was a disposable pawn. The global syndicate will collect what you owe.” My jaw tightened as a chill ran down my spine, realizing my battle against corporate corruption was far from finished.
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