Chapter 10 - The False Victory
I ran aggressively down twenty flights of dark, echoing concrete stairs, my lungs heavily burning with absolute, pure terror.
The deafening, violent sound of automatic gunfire completely stopped before I even reached the tenth floor.
I desperately prayed Daniel was somehow still alive, but I entirely knew the absolute, horrifying reality of the Vanguard mercenaries.
I finally burst completely through the heavy emergency exit doors and actively sprinted entirely into the dark, cold alleyway.
Daniel had entirely told the absolute truth; a stolen, dark sedan was actively idling completely in the shadows.
Helen was aggressively huddled entirely in the backseat, completely terrified and heavily crying.
I practically dove entirely into the driver's seat, aggressively slamming the heavy door shut and wildly flooring the gas pedal.
The dark car tore violently out of the alleyway, completely merging into the chaotic midnight city traffic.
We heavily drove in total, suffocating silence for exactly two agonizing hours until we officially crossed the state border.
I aggressively pulled into a completely deserted, dark highway rest stop and finally allowed myself to violently break down entirely over the steering wheel.
I had successfully saved my neighbor and entirely kept my precious property completely safe from the corrupt corporation.
But the absolute, devastating cost was incredibly too high; I had completely lost my only son entirely to the violent, ruthless Vanguard syndicate.
Helen gently placed a warm, comforting hand entirely on my trembling, exhausted shoulder.
"You officially did absolutely everything you could, Rachel," Helen whispered completely softly.
I heavily wiped the hot tears entirely from my bruised face, aggressively trying to regain my cold, military composure.
We were officially entirely safe, and I actively possessed the heavy, un-signed deed perfectly in my jacket pocket.
Vanguard legally could absolutely not touch my massive property now.
I casually reached entirely into my dark pocket to physically feel the heavy, comforting paper.
My hand aggressively brushed against something hard and completely metallic perfectly tucked inside the folded deed.
I slowly pulled the heavy document completely out and actively unfolded it entirely in the dim, yellow dashboard light.
A small, heavily encrypted, silver flash drive fell perfectly into my trembling palm.
It was entirely identical to the exact one Linda had aggressively stolen completely from my backpack earlier that day.
A small, completely handwritten note was actively taped securely entirely to the back of the heavy legal document.
I stared entirely blankly at the dark ink in complete, paralyzing horror as the devastating, absolute truth finally hit me.
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The chilling, completely terrifying handwriting actively belonged entirely to my late husband, Robert.
The terrifying note simply read: "If you are officially reading this, Rachel, Vanguard Developments successfully eliminated the completely unstable variable that was our son; now actively upload the hidden financial files exactly as we heavily planned entirely before my fake death."
