Chapter 9 - The Mastermind
Franklin calmly slipped the silver key into his tailored suit pocket.
He explained that Beatrice was just the face of the operation.
He had been the one managing the offshore accounts and legal loopholes for decades.
He realized Beatrice was becoming too careless and reckless in her old age.
He deliberately allowed me to find the forged documents in the public records.
He wanted me to expose Marcus and Beatrice so the authorities would arrest them.
With the family out of the way, Franklin was completely free to steal the billions hidden in the offshore box.
He thanked me for being such a brilliant forensic analyst.
He told me I was the perfect tool to execute his hostile takeover of the syndicate.
Franklin pulled a silenced pistol from his jacket and aimed it at my chest.
He said he could not leave any loose ends behind.
I closed my eyes and braced for the fatal impact.
A loud gunshot echoed through the empty ballroom.
I opened my eyes and realized I had not been hit.
Franklin dropped his pistol and fell to his knees.
He clutched his bleeding shoulder as he collapsed onto the floor.
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Briana stepped out from behind the heavy velvet curtains near the stage.
She was holding a smoking tactical rifle she had taken from the tactical vehicle.
