Chapter 10 - Justice at Last
The sirens finally wailed in the distance—not the local police, but the state task force Grant had contacted through his private emergency line.
As the helicopters circled overhead, the mercenaries dropped their weapons, realizing the game was over.
Grant emerged from the terminal, his face smudged with soot, holding a encrypted drive high. “It’s all here,” he told the agents. “Everything.”
Julian Harrington was arrested three hours later in his penthouse in the city. Vanessa and the security chief were picked up at the airport trying to board a private flight to the Cayman Islands.
The next morning, Caleb sat on the porch of the farmhand shed, watching the sunrise. The estate was silent. No helicopters. No bombs.
Grant walked up the porch steps, clean-shaven and dressed in a simple button-down. He sat down next to Caleb.
“Julian’s talking,” Grant said. “He’s going away for a long time. So is Vanessa.”
Caleb nodded, looking out over the fields. “What happens now?”
“I’m selling the shipping business,” Grant said. “I’m taking the estate, the horses, and the peace. And I need a partner to help me run it. Not a farmhand. A partner.”
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Caleb finally smiled. It was the first time in eleven years. “I think I’d like that, boss.”
The cycle of greed was broken, and for the first time in his life, Caleb Miller was no longer invisible. He was home."
