Chapter 7 - A Debt Repaid
Arthur tracked the Syndicate to a private airfield in New Jersey. He knew the planes were leaving for a Caribbean island where laws didn't exist. He had to be bold.
He bypassed security using an old emergency access code that Thorne had never thought to revoke. He slipped into the hangar, his heart hammering against his ribs.
He found Lily tied to a chair in the fuselage of a private jet. She was quiet, but her eyes held a fierce, burning courage.
"Arthur!" she whispered.
He untied her, his movements frantic. "Where is the ledger?"
"I hid it," she said, her voice firm. "I knew they would come."
As they moved toward the door, a shadow fell over them. Marcus stood there, a silencer-equipped pistol in his hand.
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"You were always the sentimental one, Arthur," Marcus said. "That’s why you’ll die alone."
Arthur looked at Marcus, then at the fuel lines running along the wall. He realized he didn't need a gun to win. He needed a distraction.
