Chapter 11 - The Vault Breach
Using the corrupt keycard, Ronan unlocked the heavy iron hatch. The door swung open silently, revealing the brightly lit, high-security basement of the 12th Street ledger vault.
Inside, paper files were scattered across stainless steel tables. Standing near the central open safe was Julian—the traitorous head chef—frantically stuffing thick black binders of financial ledgers into a leather duffel bag.
Beside Julian stood Marcus Vance himself, dressed in a grey cashmere coat, holding a glass of scotch.
"Hurry up, Julian!" Marcus barked, checking his gold watch. "The police convoy will be here in two minutes to pretend they're 'securing' the scene!"
"I'm going as fast as I can!" Julian stuttered, sweating through his chef coat. "If Ronan finds out—"
"Ronan is dead or trapped at the dining room by now," Marcus laughed dryly.
"I wouldn't be so sure, Marcus," a smooth, lethal voice rang out from the doorway.
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Marcus froze, his scotch glass slipping from his fingers and shattering across the polished concrete floor.
👉 What shocking piece of evidence was hidden inside the top drawer of the safe?
