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CHAPTER 99

Author: PUREBLISS
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-30 00:19:44

(POV: Alistair Whitlock)

“Are you certain the District Attorney has everything they need? We can’t afford any bureaucratic slip-ups this time. No delays, no vanished witnesses, no more appeals.” Alistair stood over his desk at Whitlock Manor, holding a thick file of evidence—Celia Graham’s comprehensive portfolio—which was destined for the prosecutor’s office.

Callum Ford, on the secure line, sounded unequivocally confident. “Sir, the case is airtight. Celia Graham’s documentation—the coded notes, the financial transfers to Cuis Papadakis, the explicit instructions to Clara Henshaw regarding the patent delay—it’s a road map of the entire conspiracy. Mariela Cruz’s recorded confession at Athena’s Table detailing the threat against Sophie, and Ricardo Molina’s voluntary testimony confirming Mateo’s coercion, are just the icing on the cake.”

“And the tax audit against Mr. Romero?” Varisa asked, leaning into the speakerphone.

“Completely dissolved, Mrs. Whitlock. Our team established that
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