Chapter 2 - The Invisible Eyes
The next morning, I played my part perfectly. I kissed Victoria on the cheek, told her I had back-to-back meetings, and left the estate in my SUV. But I didn't go to the office.
Instead, I drove straight to the precinct. With my top corporate attorney by my side, I paid Elena’s bail and secured her the best defense lawyer money could buy. I set her up in one of my luxury hotel suites under a fake name.
"Thank you, Mr. Sterling," she wept, sitting on the edge of the hotel bed. "She hates me because I walked in on them. I saw Victoria and a man in the study. They were looking at your financial documents."
"Who was the man, Elena?" I asked quietly.
"I don't know his name, but he drove a black sports car. He had a scar on his jaw."
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I knew exactly who it was. Marcus Vance. My former CFO, a man I had fired three years ago for embezzlement.
By noon, I had my most trusted security team sweep my estate while Victoria was out at her country club luncheon. We installed state-of-the-art hidden cameras and audio bugs in every room, perfectly concealed in smoke detectors and picture frames. The trap was set.
