Chapter 3: The Hidden Room
He sprinted toward his private office.
Emily followed without urgency.
She already knew what waited inside.
Behind an enormous oil painting hung a biometric safe.
Julian opened it with trembling hands.
Instead of cash, the safe contained dozens of sealed files.
Photographs.
Property transfers.
Medical reports.
Fake psychiatric diagnoses.
Every document belonged to another woman.
Every victim had disappeared after marrying into wealth.
Emily quietly stepped beside him.
"My sister's file is in there."
Julian froze.
"So that's who you are."
"Olivia Carter's sister."
Emily nodded.
"You destroyed her life."
"You convinced everyone she was insane."
Julian looked down.
For the first time in years, he had no clever answer.
Only silence.
Then—
A thunderous knock echoed through the penthouse.
"NYPD!"
"Open the door!"
Julian reached for the files.
Emily closed the safe before he could destroy anything.
Seconds later, the front doors burst open.
Detective Lawson entered with officers from the Major Crimes Unit.
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Julian looked around the room.
There was nowhere left to run.
