We landed in Chicago just after nine.<\/p>\n
The city was cold and wet, with rain streaking the windows of the car as we drove toward the address Claire had provided.<\/p>\n
Sienna sat beside me.<\/p>\n
Helena sat in front.<\/p>\n
Neither of us knew what we would find.<\/p>\n
The building was older than I expected.<\/p>\n
Six floors of dark stone and narrow windows, surrounded by newer towers that made it look almost forgotten.<\/p>\n
Claire met us in the lobby.<\/p>\n
She was thirty-one, small, pale, and visibly nervous.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou came.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell us exactly what you know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked at Sienna.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was afraid he'd find out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe already knows I know,\u201d Sienna said.<\/p>\n
Claire swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn't mean he knows where you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
She handed Helena an access card.<\/p>\n
\u201cGarrick rented the office through a holding company.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat company?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBriar Consulting.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat company doesn't appear in the Ashford records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt isn't supposed to.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked toward the elevators.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe used it to keep documents outside the company's systems.\u201d<\/p>\n
We went upstairs.<\/p>\n
The office was dark.<\/p>\n
Claire unlocked the door.<\/p>\n
The first room contained almost nothing.<\/p>\n
A desk.<\/p>\n
Two chairs.<\/p>\n
A printer.<\/p>\n
No personal photographs.<\/p>\n
No company logo.<\/p>\n
It looked unused.<\/p>\n
Claire walked to the back wall.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere.\u201d<\/p>\n
A panel opened.<\/p>\n
Behind it was a storage room.<\/p>\n
Shelves filled the space.<\/p>\n
Boxes were labeled by year.<\/p>\n
2019.<\/p>\n
2020.<\/p>\n
2021.<\/p>\n
2022.<\/p>\n
2023.<\/p>\n
2024.<\/p>\n
2025.<\/p>\n
Sienna stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose are all the years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Claire said.<\/p>\n
Helena put on gloves.<\/p>\n
She opened the first box.<\/p>\n
Bank statements.<\/p>\n
Invoices.<\/p>\n
Contracts.<\/p>\n
Correspondence.<\/p>\n
Everything Garrick had supposedly deleted.<\/p>\n
The original records.<\/p>\n
I felt a strange calm settle over me.<\/p>\n
This was why Daniel had always insisted on documentation.<\/p>\n
People could deny conversations.<\/p>\n
They could manipulate memories.<\/p>\n
Paper was harder to intimidate.<\/p>\n
Helena opened another box.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is the North Coast incorporation file.\u201d<\/p>\n
She scanned it.<\/p>\n
Then stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook.\u201d<\/p>\n
The registered agent was a law firm.<\/p>\n
The beneficial owner was hidden behind a trust.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat trust?\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena traced the chain.<\/p>\n
Her face became serious.<\/p>\n
\u201cAn offshore trust.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sienna looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means we need more records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena opened another folder.<\/p>\n
Inside were payment schedules.<\/p>\n
The names were coded.<\/p>\n
But the bank account numbers were visible.<\/p>\n
She compared them with the financial statements from Ashford Industries.<\/p>\n
One account appeared repeatedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's Victor Shaw's account.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another appeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat's Miriam.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then another.<\/p>\n
She stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis one belongs to Colin.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sienna looked shocked.<\/p>\n
\u201cGarrick's brother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire spoke quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn't know what it was for.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause he asked Garrick about it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGarrick told him it was part of an investment.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cColin believed him.\u201d<\/p>\n
We found more.<\/p>\n
Payments to consultants.<\/p>\n
Payments to shell companies.<\/p>\n
Payments to politicians.<\/p>\n
Helena stopped at that page.<\/p>\n
She read the names carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cThese are not company payments.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are they?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLobbyists.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot necessarily illegal. But none were disclosed.\u201d<\/p>\n
We documented everything.<\/p>\n
Then Sienna found a box marked with a handwritten note.<\/p>\n
PERSONAL \u2014 DO NOT MOVE.<\/p>\n
She opened it.<\/p>\n
Inside were photographs.<\/p>\n
Not financial records.<\/p>\n
Photographs of people entering the Ashford offices.<\/p>\n
One photograph showed Helena.<\/p>\n
Another showed Claire.<\/p>\n
Another showed me.<\/p>\n
I stared at my own photograph.<\/p>\n
It had been taken from across the street.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked.<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout four months ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sienna stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would he photograph Mom?\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo monitor who was asking questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
The next photograph was of Daniel's old attorney.<\/p>\n
The date was six years after Daniel's death.<\/p>\n
He had been meeting someone outside a courthouse.<\/p>\n
I recognized the person beside him.<\/p>\n
Miriam.<\/p>\n
I felt the room become very quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was she doing with him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena turned the photograph over.<\/p>\n
There was handwriting on the back.<\/p>\n
ASK ABOUT THE ESTATE BLOCK.<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
The estate block.<\/p>\n
The twelve percent Daniel had deliberately kept outside the family trust.<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
Miriam had been trying to locate it.<\/p>\n
And she had known about it long before the board meeting.<\/p>\n
She had not discovered the structure recently.<\/p>\n
She had been trying to break it for years.<\/p>\n
We found another folder.<\/p>\n
This one contained emails between Miriam and an attorney.<\/p>\n
One sentence stood out.<\/p>\n
If the estate block can be acquired, the trust becomes irrelevant.<\/p>\n
I looked at Helena.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sienna sat down.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis wasn't about Garrick becoming COO.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was about control.\u201d<\/p>\n
A sudden noise came from the hallway.<\/p>\n
Everyone froze.<\/p>\n
Footsteps.<\/p>\n
Claire whispered, \u201cSomeone's here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena closed the box.<\/p>\n
Raymond had not traveled with us, but we had a private security officer assigned by the board.<\/p>\n
He moved toward the door.<\/p>\n
The footsteps stopped.<\/p>\n
Then a key entered the lock.<\/p>\n
The security officer opened the door before the person could.<\/p>\n
A man stood outside.<\/p>\n
He was in his fifties.<\/p>\n
He looked at Claire.<\/p>\n
Then at us.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm the building manager.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you're not.\u201d<\/p>\n
His smile disappeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou've made a mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n
The security officer asked for identification.<\/p>\n
The man hesitated.<\/p>\n
Then turned.<\/p>\n
He ran.<\/p>\n
The officer chased him down the corridor.<\/p>\n
We heard a door slam.<\/p>\n
Then silence.<\/p>\n
Sienna stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat just happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
But I had a good idea.<\/p>\n
Someone knew we were here.<\/p>\n
We secured the office.<\/p>\n
The building manager confirmed the man had never worked there.<\/p>\n
We gave his description to local police.<\/p>\n
Then Helena found something else.<\/p>\n
A travel itinerary.<\/p>\n
Garrick had a flight scheduled for that evening.<\/p>\n
Chicago.<\/p>\n
I looked at the time.<\/p>\n
He wasn't supposed to be released from police supervision yet.<\/p>\n
Yet the itinerary showed he had planned to come here.<\/p>\n
Sienna's voice was quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew about this office.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd he knew we might find it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
The implications were immediate.<\/p>\n
The second office wasn't simply a hidden archive.<\/p>\n
It was part of a contingency plan.<\/p>\n
If the company investigation reached him, Garrick had intended to leave.<\/p>\n
We searched the remaining files.<\/p>\n
Near midnight, Helena found a document labeled EXIT.<\/p>\n
It contained a list of assets.<\/p>\n
Cash.<\/p>\n
Property.<\/p>\n
Accounts.<\/p>\n
Passports.<\/p>\n
And one final item.<\/p>\n
A private aircraft.<\/p>\n
Sienna stared at the page.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was going to disappear.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Helena looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
I pointed to the date.<\/p>\n
The document had been prepared two weeks earlier.<\/p>\n
Before the Sunday dinner.<\/p>\n
Before the injury.<\/p>\n
Before the board knew anything.<\/p>\n
Garrick had already anticipated that something could go wrong.<\/p>\n
He had planned an exit.<\/p>\n
But the final page was missing.<\/p>\n
The last section had been removed from the folder.<\/p>\n
We searched every box.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
Then Claire remembered something.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is another room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBasement.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked frightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe never let me go down there.\u201d<\/p>\n
We stared at one another.<\/p>\n
The hidden office suddenly seemed much larger than we had thought.<\/p>\n
And whatever Garrick had kept below the building, he had considered important enough to hide from everyone.<\/p>\n
Including his own assistant.<\/p>\n
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