Chapter 7 - The Vintage Key Opens The Dark Hidden Room
Marcus pushed the brass key into the ornate keyhole of the private study door.
With a satisfying, heavy mechanical click, the vintage lock gave way after years of secrecy.
Victoria collapsed onto her knees on the hallway carpet, burying her face in her hands as defeat finally set in.
Marcus pushed the heavy mahogany door open, stepping cautiously into the darkened interior of the room.
The air inside smelled faintly of old paper, dust, and a metallic tang that made his stomach turn.
He reached for the wall switch, flicking on the overhead recessed lighting to illuminate the space.
Rows of computer monitors lined the back wall, displaying live security feeds from every corner of the estate.
Files, bank statements, and corporate ledgers were stacked in towering piles across a large mahogany desk.
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Marcus stepped further into the room, his eyes scanning the horrifying contents of his wife’s hidden sanctum.
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