PART 4: Shadows at the Window
The heavy door shuddered against a violent kick, making the wooden frame groan under the sudden pressure. Clara grabbed my arm, dragging me toward the dark hallway as two men in dark coats smashed the frosted glass beside the entryway lock. They didn’t shout or make demands; they moved with swift, terrifying efficiency, searching for the very envelope Zane had forced me to deliver.
We scrambled into a small back study, locking the solid oak door just as heavy footsteps echoed through the living room. Clara revealed that Zane’s terminal diagnosis hadn’t been a tragedy—it was an escape plan to vanish before his former business associates came to collect their stolen share. The envelope didn’t just contain a confession; it held the master digital key to thirty million dollars.
My heart hammered against my ribs as someone rattled the study door handle, followed by the cold, metallic click of a lock override. They weren’t going to let either of us leave this house alive with that letter. Where was the hidden exit buried beneath the floor? Go to the next part to discover the horrifying truth…
