Chapter 6 - The Voice Beneath the GarageDetective Bennett returned to the property.
The garage was searched again.
This time, they found something.
A hidden door beneath a stack of wooden crates.
Behind it was a small underground storage room.
There were ropes.
Tools.
Bloodstained clothing.
And photographs of Sarah.
But Sarah wasn't there.
Then one officer noticed something.
A ventilation shaft.
Air was moving through it.
They opened the wall.
Behind it was another chamber.
And inside...
Sarah.
Alive.
Barely conscious.
I was standing outside when the detective came running.
“We found her.”
My knees nearly gave out.
“Alive?”
“Yes.”
I rushed to the hospital.
Sarah was unconscious.
But alive.
The doctors said she had been severely dehydrated and injured.
She woke the next day.
Her eyes opened slowly.
She looked at me.
“David?”
I grabbed her hand.
“I'm here.”
Tears filled her eyes.
“Emily?”
“She’s safe.”
Sarah cried.
“Thank God.”
“You tried to protect her.”
She nodded.
“I couldn't let him hurt her.”
“What was Jason doing?”
Sarah looked terrified.
“He wasn't working alone.”
“Who?”
She whispered a name.
“Your father's former business partner.”
I froze.
“Richard?”
She nodded.
Richard had disappeared after my father's death.
Everyone assumed he had moved overseas.
But Sarah had discovered he was still operating through shell companies.
Jason had been his intermediary.
The money.
The warehouses.
The threats.
It was all connected.
Sarah looked at me.
“I found evidence.”
“Where?”
“Jason hid it.”
“Where?”
She closed her eyes.
“The pool.”
I stared at her.
“The black bags?”
She nodded.
“Those weren't garbage.”
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“What were they?”
“Evidence.”
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