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His Fall, My Realization: Ten

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Chapter Ten

Karen:

We met in the old factory building. The one no one ever visited. The cash funds were already converted, packed in briefcases. It was time.

They were all there: the secretary, the manager, the head of tailoring, the security head, and the new accountant I’d bought in.

I stood at the front, dressed in black trouser and a loose blouse. The only sound in the room was the echo of my heels.

I set the briefcases on the table.

“It’s done,” I said.

Everyone went still.

“We move tomorrow. Flights are booked. Different airlines. Different routes. All under new names.”

“Tomorrow?” the accountant blinked. “You sure it’s safe already?”

I tilted my head. “Would you prefer we wait until James double-checks the bank statements himself? Or until the we get busted around next week?”

He shut up.

I pulled out a folder from my bag and handed each person a large brown envelope.

Inside was:

– A fake passport with their new name.

– A one-way ticket to Lagos, Nigeria or Accra, Ghana.

– A lett
Heppie Leo🦋✨

Thank you once again for making it this far. I'd be returning to the present soon but just a few chapters more. The next chapters are the most important part, explaining how the Black family discovered everything and how there's still a Black when the main family members were all dead. Enjoy. With Love, Heppie Leo

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