Chapter 4 - The Vanished Pension
Roland stood frozen, his face turning as white as the marble beneath his feet. "Mr... Mr. Vance? Fired?! I've been senior floor supervisor for four years! You can't fire me over a disabled janitor who can't even mop the south wing on time!"
"Security," Dorian said without raising his voice.
Two burly security guards in dark suits stepped out from the side corridor instantly, taking Roland by both arms and hauling him toward the service exit while he spluttered out desperate excuses.
Dorian turned back to Marin, kneeling down beside her wheelchair so he was at eye level with her. Titan whined softly, pressing his nose against Marin’s palm.
"What is your name?" Dorian asked softly.
"Marin... Marin Caldwell," she answered, her voice steady despite her exhaustion.
Dorian’s brow furrowed slightly as he processed the surname. Caldwell.
Eighteen months ago, one of Vance Enterprise's top structural engineering managers, Lucas Caldwell, had tragically died in an industrial accident at a offshore construction site. The company had issued a two-million-dollar private survivor pension to his young widow.
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Dorian looked at Marin’s worn clothing and her manual wheelchair. If she was Lucas Caldwell's widow, why was she cleaning floorboards on the night shift for twelve dollars an hour?
👉 Read on as Dorian investigates the missing funds that belonged to Marin.
