Chapter 9 - The Danger Hiding Outside Grayport Harbor
Out in Grayport Harbor, a sleek black speedboat cut through the churning whitecaps despite the raging coastal storm.
Two masked figures stepped off the vessel onto the private dock belonging to a deserted fishing warehouse near Ashgrove.
They wore waterproof tactical gear, carrying encrypted communication devices tuned to a private syndicate frequency.
“The bridge is out, but the eastern cliffs have a maintenance trail,” the taller man muttered into his radio handset.
“Make sure she doesn't talk,” a harsh voice replied from the earpiece. “If Adeline Vance survives that birth, our entire operation collapses.”
The men began making their way up the steep, slippery cliffs toward the isolated perimeter of the Ashgrove estate.
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They had tracked Adeline for months, knowing she possessed the physical ledgers proving the syndicate’s embezzlement.
And tonight, with the storm masking their approach, they intended to silence her and the newborn child permanently.
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