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Jessica’s hand flew to her stomach.“Christian,” she whispered, showing him the message. “The delivery room. I’m not even due yet.”Christian read it twice, his face going hard as stone.“This is a threat,” he said. “Not a real appointment. You’re not due for months.”“Then why send this now?” Jessica asked, panic rising sharp in her throat. “Why mention a delivery room at all?”Felix rushed forward, already typing on his laptop. “I can check hospital records. See if anyone’s actually scheduled anything under your name.”“Do it,” Christian said.Felix’s fingers moved fast across the keys. Silence stretched thick in the room while everyone waited.“There,” Felix said finally, his face going pale. “A private room. Booked three days ago. Scheduled for tonight.”“For what procedure?” Jessica demanded.Felix scrolled further, his hands trembling now.“Early induction,” he said quietly. “Listed under a doctor I’ve never heard of, at a facility that doesn’t exist in any medical registry.”Je

The warehouse sat dark against the night sky, one dim light flickering somewhere deep inside.Christian parked two blocks away, security spreading out silently through the shadows.“Stay here,” he told Jessica, his hand tight around hers. “I mean it this time.”“I know,” Jessica whispered, though every part of her wanted to run straight through the door.Felix worked quietly beside her, watching a small screen connected to a camera one of the guards had already planted near the entrance.“Movement inside,” he said. “Two figures. One tied to a chair.”“My mother,” Jessica breathed.“The other one’s standing,” Felix said. “Watching the door.”Christian’s voice crackled through the radio. “Moving in now. Stay sharp.”Jessica watched the small screen with her heart pounding, security shadows creeping closer to the entrance in careful, silent steps.The door burst open suddenly. Shouts echoed through the radio.“Clear!” a guard called. “We have her! She’s safe!”Relief crashed through Jess

“She’s here,” Jessica whispered. “In this building. Right now.”Christian moved fast, pulling the door shut and locking it before anyone could react.“Security,” he said into his radio. “Full lockdown on this floor. Nobody enters or exits without my direct clearance.”“What does she look like?” Felix asked Matt urgently. “Any description at all?”Matt struggled to focus, pain and exhaustion pulling at his words. “I never saw her directly. Only heard her voice on calls. But she mentioned wearing scrubs. Blending in as staff.”Jessica felt panic crawling up her spine. “She could be anyone walking these halls right now.”Christian’s radio crackled. “This is security. We’ve got eyes on every entrance. Nobody suspicious has come through in the last hour.”“She’s already inside,” Christian said. “Which means she came before we even arrived.”“She knew we’d bring Matt here,” Jessica said slowly. “She planned for this.”Arnold gripped his cane tightly, worry deepening the lines on his face. “

“Turn up the volume,” Christian said, his voice tight with fear.Felix increased the sound. A reporter stood in front of the smoking building, speaking fast into her microphone.“Sources confirm this fire started roughly twenty minutes ago on the twelfth floor. Firefighters are working to control the blaze. No confirmed injuries yet, though several employees remain unaccounted for.”“Twelfth floor,” Christian said. “That’s the records archive. Every piece of evidence we gathered against Ellison, against Bronson, against Sarah herself. It’s all stored there.”“She’s not trying to hurt people,” Jessica said slowly, understanding crashing through her. “She’s trying to destroy proof.”“We backed everything up,” Felix said quickly. “Digital copies exist. She can’t erase what we already sent to federal investigators.”“Maybe not everything,” Christian said, worry deepening across his face. “Some of the original documents, the physical letters from William and Robert, those were never digiti

They moved quickly away from the crowd, cameras still flashing behind them as agents loaded Sarah into a car.Arnold sat heavily in the back of Christian’s car, his hands trembling around his cane.“Tell us,” Christian said gently, once the doors closed and the noise faded outside. “Whatever it is.”Arnold stared out the window for a long moment before finally speaking.“Before Robert,” he said slowly, “before William, before any of the partnerships you already know about, there was someone else. My very first partner, when this company was nothing but a small idea and even smaller funding.”“Who?” Jessica asked.“A man named Samuel Okafor,” Arnold said. “Brilliant engineer. He designed the very first manufacturing process that eventually became the foundation of everything Ford Industries built afterward.”“What happened to him?” Christian asked.Arnold’s face tightened with old shame. “I was young. Desperate for success. Samuel trusted me completely, shared every idea, every design,