Chapter 6 - The Poison Pill
"This changes everything," Detective Collins said, studying the journal under the bright vault light.
"Michael wasn't just stealing. He was being extorted by Evelyn's organization."
"Or they were partners from the very beginning," I corrected, my voice hollow.
"They used Anna’s company as a laundering front."
"When Anna realized what was happening, she threatened to go to the federal prosecutors."
"And that's when her car went off the road on Highway 9," Sarah concluded, her expression darkening.
My knuckles turned white against the edge of the metal safety deposit box.
All those years of grieving a tragic weather accident were rewritten in a single horrific instant.
It wasn't an icy turn or a sudden mechanical failure that had stolen my wife from me.
It was cold, calculated, structural murder.
"We need to get to the federal prosecutor before Claire executes the final transfer," Sarah said, pulling her radio from her belt.
Suddenly, the bank's emergency alarms began to blare, blinding red strobe lights pulsing against the stainless steel walls.
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The heavy steel vault door began to swing slowly shut on its automatic hydraulic tracks.
Someone had hacked the bank’s security mainframe from the outside.
