Chapter 6 - The TargetMadison disappeared that night.
No message.
No warning.
Nothing.
I panicked.
Marcus insisted she was safe.
I didn't believe him.
We traced her phone to a warehouse.
Inside, we found blood.
A broken bracelet.
And a message painted across the wall.
YOU CHOSE HER.
Marcus looked at me.
“Richard took Madison.”
We found a video.
Madison was tied to a chair.
Richard stood behind her.
“You wanted to save Claire?”
Madison looked at the camera.
“Yes.”
“Then tell her where the vault is.”
Madison said nothing.
Richard slapped her.
I screamed.
Marcus shut the video.
“We have to find her.”
“The vault?”
“The real one.”
We returned to my grandmother's library.
The clue was hidden inside the blue book.
A map.
Coordinates.
A cemetery.
We went there at midnight.
My grandmother's grave had been opened.
Beneath the coffin was a steel container.
Inside were original ownership documents.
But there was also a letter.
Claire, if they reach this point, trust no one. Not even Madison.
I looked at Marcus.
“What does that mean?”
He shook his head.
Then another line caught my eye.
The person who betrays you may be the person who saves you.
I understood.
Madison had planned this.
She had allowed herself to be captured.
We followed the coordinates.
The warehouse was empty.
But a second location was hidden in the files.
A private airport.
Richard was preparing to flee.
We arrived just as a helicopter started its engines.
Madison appeared.
She wasn't tied up.
She was holding a gun.
Richard stood behind her.
“Claire,” she shouted.
“Get back!”
I froze.
Madison pointed the weapon toward Richard.
“I got him.”
Richard laughed.
“You still think you're in control?”
Madison fired.
The bullet hit his shoulder.
He fell.
Marcus rushed forward.
Police surrounded the helicopter.
Richard was arrested.
Madison dropped the weapon.
She began crying.
“I had to make him believe I was still loyal.”
I hugged her.
For the first time in years, we cried together.
But the nightmare wasn't over.
Richard was arrested.
Project Haven was exposed.
Yet the stolen assets remained.
Billions.
Hidden.
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And my grandmother had left me one final instruction.
Recover everything.
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