Chapter 4 - The Safe House
Vance drove us to a highly classified federal safe house located deep in the mountains.
I paced the wooden floor of the cabin while Catherine fed a hungry Penelope.
We were officially fugitives, completely cut off from my corporate funds and public resources.
Daria had flawlessly weaponized the local police force by painting me as a dangerous, armed lunatic.
Vance set up his encrypted communication terminal on the kitchen table to monitor the police scanners.
He informed me that Daria’s mercenaries were systematically destroying every piece of evidence.
The only way to prove Catherine was alive and legally clear my name was to retrieve her original dental records.
Dr. Weston had hidden the real medical files before my mother had him killed.
Catherine remembered that Dr. Weston always kept a private safety deposit box at the central city bank.
I knew that Daria would have corrupt police officers watching that specific bank branch around the clock.
I formulated a desperate plan to infiltrate the bank using my knowledge of the building's security architecture.
I asked Vance to procure tactical gear and a specialized thermal breaching drill.
Vance warned me that robbing a heavily guarded bank would guarantee me a life sentence in federal prison.
I looked at my wife and daughter, knowing I would gladly sacrifice my freedom for their safety.
I told Vance that we were going to hit the bank at exactly midnight.
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Vance shook his head and pointed at the flashing red light on his surveillance monitor.
He revealed that Daria’s mercenaries had somehow bypassed our encryption and found the safe house coordinates.
