Chapter 7 - SILAS'S JOURNAL
The towering glass skyscraper of Cross Holdings was a fortress. Using Nathan's high-level access and Claire's unparalleled agility, they slipped past the night security.
Arthur’s office was on the 50th floor. They had only minutes before the patrol looped back. While Nathan hacked into Arthur’s secure computer terminal, Claire searched the physical safe hidden behind a painting. Using a stethoscope from the mansion’s medical kit, she listened to the pins of the lock. Click. Click. Click. The heavy steel door swung open.
Inside, she found a stack of offshore bank statements detailing the purchase of the poison. But beneath that was something that made Claire’s heart stop. It was a worn, leather-bound book.
“My grandfather’s journal,” she whispered.
Nathan looked up from the computer. “He kept it? Why?”
“Trophy,” Claire said, her voice turning to ice. She opened it. Tucked inside the back cover was the original, yellowed contract signed by Elias Archer and Silas Bennett, proving a 50/50 split of the founding patents. It was the smoking gun. With this, Arthur Cross’s empire would crumble.
Suddenly, the office lights blazed on.
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Arthur Cross stood in the doorway, flanked by four massive, armed security contractors. Vivienne was beside him, a vicious smile playing on her lips.
“Did you really think it would be that easy, Nathan?” Arthur sneered. “Kill them. Make it look like a corporate espionage attempt gone wrong.”
