Chapter 14 - THE NUMBER 47
Victor brought his forensic accountant to the harbor.
They spent six hours reviewing old shipping records.
The number 47 appeared again.
And again.
And again.
Not as a shipment number.
As a storage location.
Warehouse 47.
Victor looked at Lena.
“Your father was tracking something.”
They drove to the warehouse.
It had been closed for years.
The lock was rusted.
Inside, the air smelled of dust and salt.
Lena walked slowly between empty shelves.
Then she saw an old metal cabinet.
The same corporate seal appeared on its side.
Whitmore Logistics.
Victor opened it.
Inside were shipping manifests.
Hundreds.
But only one group mattered.
Containers moved through North Harbor four years earlier.
The paperwork claimed they carried industrial equipment.
The actual weight was completely different.
Victor's expression darkened.
“These numbers don't match.”
Lena looked at him.
“What does that mean?”
“Someone was moving something else.”
“Illegal goods?”
“Possibly.”
Victor turned another page.
The receiving company was a Whitmore-controlled corporation.
Lena's stomach tightened.
“So Clara's family was doing more than trying to control the harbor.”
“Yes.”
Victor closed the file.
“They were using the harbor for something they didn't want anyone to see.”
Lena thought of her father's final note.
The truth is not in the money.
She whispered:
“He wasn't investigating embezzlement.”
Victor looked at her.
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“He was investigating the entire operation.”
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