"How do you know?""Because I know who her boyfriend would be. And you're not him."Duane realized this approach wasn't working.The bouncer was too professional, too well-trained to be fooled by simple lies."Fine. Can you at least tell her I was here?""Who should I say visited?""Just tell her an old friend stopped by."The bouncer stared at Duane for a long moment. "I'll pass along the message."Duane had no choice but to leave.He got back in his car and drove away, frustrated but not surprised.If Gloria was involved with the Black Ledger organization, of course she'd have security.The bouncer watched Duane's car disappear around the corner.Then he pulled out his phone and dialed a number."Miss Wordsworth? Someone just came looking for you."Gloria's voice came through tense and frightened. "Who?""A man. Tall, well-dressed. He claimed to be your boyfriend but I could tell he was lying.""What did he look like exactly?"The bouncer described Duane in detail.There was silence

Duane didn't return home directly after leaving Gloria's apartment.Instead, he drove toward Wordsworth Tower, his mind working through everything he'd learned.The law firm connection to Gloria was too specific to be coincidence.But he needed more proof, more connections, more evidence.And he knew exactly how to get it.He pulled out his phone and called John Smith.The phone rang three times before John answered."Duane? Is everything alright?""I need you to meet me at the Tower. It's urgent.""Now? I'm in the middle of—""It can't wait. How soon can you be there?"John hesitated. "Thirty minutes?""Make it twenty."Duane hung up before John could respond.He drove the rest of the way in silence, planning exactly what he'd say and how he'd say it.When he arrived at the Tower, he went straight to his private office on the forty-fifth floor.The space was elegant and comfortable, designed to put visitors at ease.Perfect for the conversation he was about to have.John arrived exac

Duane was in his home gym, running on the treadmill, when his phone rang.He slowed to a stop and grabbed the phone from the holder.One of the Aureom Consortium executives."Yes?" Duane answered, slightly out of breath."Sir, we have a serious problem."Duane grabbed a towel and wiped his face. "What happened?""The logistics expansion project. The one we've been planning for the northern distribution centers.""What about it?""It's been leaked. Before we even began."Duane's hand tightened on the phone. "How do you know?""Two competitors approached the same properties we were targeting. They knew our exact budget, our timeline, everything.""When did this happen?""This morning. The property owners called to inform us they'd received better offers."Duane fumed silently, his jaw clenching.Another leak.Another piece of confidential information spreading to his enemies."Sir? What should we do?"Duane forced his voice to remain calm. "Continue working on the project without worrie

Leon sat in the secure conference room with the remaining investigators, all of them focused on their computer screens.They moved quickly on Duane's trap, working with precision and purpose."We need this to look completely legitimate," Leon said. "No shortcuts, no obvious mistakes."One of the investigators pulled up a list of regional steel supply companies."Which one should we target for the fake acquisition?"Leon studied the list carefully. "Titan Steel Manufacturing. They're the biggest in the region and they've been struggling financially.""That makes the acquisition believable.""Exactly. And their size means anyone watching our operations will take notice."Another investigator spoke up. "How do we leak the information?""Through fake channels and controlled leaks. We create internal documents that look confidential but aren't actually secret."Leon pulled up a template on the main screen."Draft emails between executives discussing the Titan Steel acquisition. Financial p