Chapter 4 - The Kitchen Sabotage
Tessa took a step back from the table, swallowing the lump of fear in her throat. She pointed her trembling finger toward the small copper sauce dish resting beside Ronan’s plate.
"It wasn't the meat or the wine, Mr. Callahan," Tessa explained, her voice steadying despite the guns still leveled at her. "It was the reduction sauce. Ten minutes ago, head chef Julian brought in a custom jar of imported truffle butter from his private locker. He claimed it was a special request from your executive board."
Coyle's eyes narrowed instantly. "Julian has been Mr. Callahan's personal chef for four years. He's passed every background check."
"Julian is allergic to raw garlic," Tessa shot back, staring right at Coyle. "He never touches garlic butter without gloves. But five minutes ago, I saw him throw a crushed clove of black nightshade root into the reduction pot with his bare hands. When I confronted him, he panicked and locked me in the pantry!"
Tessa held up her left wrist, showing deep red bruises where she had forced open the locked wooden pantry door to escape.
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Ronan’s eyes darkened into something terrifying. "Where is Julian now?"
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