Laughter echoed in the sterile hospital hallway as the mistress viciously shoved the pregnant wife to the floor, backed by the cheating husband’s approving nod. Their arrogant smiles froze instantly when heavy footsteps thundered down the hall and a terrifying voice barked, “Grab them.” As the director knelt beside the crying woman, he looked up at the trembling husband and whispered…
“The federal agents are positioned at the loading docks and the main exits,” Arthur murmured. “They’re reviewing the flash drive you provided as we speak. Director Vance says if the wire transfers match what you promised, they move on your signal.”
“They match,” I said coldly.
Down below, the string quartet faded out, and the continue reading …
