Chapter 8 - The Cornered Rat
“I... I beg your pardon, Daniel?” Harrison stammered, attempting to laugh off the question. “Steal? I don't know what you mean. I manage this estate with absolute transparency!”
“Then explain Apex Property Management LLC,” Daniel said, stepping closer until he was inches away from Harrison’s face.
Harrison’s eyes darted frantically toward the staircase, his hands gripping his leather briefcase tighter.
“Explain why my household payroll wires were routed to a dummy account registered in your name while Rosa went three months without pay,” Daniel continued, his voice dropping into a lethal, icy tone.
“Daniel, listen to me—there’s been a technical error with the payroll processing firm!” Harrison babbled rapidly, sweat breaking out across his forehead. “I was holding those funds in escrow to protect the estate from tax liabilities! I can explain everything!”
At that exact moment, the front doors opened once more.
Marcus Vance, Daniel’s senior corporate attorney, walked into the foyer accompanied by two forensic accountants carrying secure digital tablets.
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“There is nothing to explain, Harrison,” Marcus announced sternly, opening a legal binder. “We’ve already pulled the bank records, shell company filings, and wire logs for the past four years.”
👉 Harrison backed up toward the front door, his composure completely shattering as he realized there was no escape.
