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CHAPTER 87
They came for Marcus on a Thursday night.He was leaving a bar downtown. Drunk. Stumbling. He had been drinking all day trying to forget about the debt. About the phone call from Military Intelligence. About everything.He did not see them until it was too late.Two men stepped out of a black van parked on the corner. They walked toward him quickly. Purposefully.Marcus looked up. "Who—"One of them grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. The other one punched him in the stomach.Marcus doubled over, gasping.They dragged him into the alley beside the bar. No one on the street noticed. Or if they did, they did not care.The bigger man shoved Marcus against the wall. "You owe Tony money."Marcus tried to breathe. "I know. I am working on it.""Two weeks. That is what you had. Two weeks are up.""I need more time—"The man punched him in the face. Marcus's head snapped back against the brick wall. Blood poured from his nose."Tony does not give more time," the man said.The seco
CHAPTER 86
Marcus was desperate.His father's company was collapsing. Vivian had gone silent, barely speaking to him anymore. And Ethan was still walking around like nothing was wrong.Marcus needed to do something. Something drastic.He found the loan shark through a contact he knew from college. A guy who had gotten into trouble with gambling debts and needed money fast."There is a guy," the contact said over the phone. "His name is Tony. He lends money. No questions asked. But the interest is high. Really high.""I do not care about interest," Marcus said. "I just need cash.""How much?""Two hundred thousand."The contact was quiet for a moment. "That is a lot. Tony does not usually do amounts that big.""Can you set up a meeting or not?""Yeah. I will text you the address."---The meeting was in a warehouse on the east side of the city. The kind of place Marcus would never normally go.He parked his car and walked inside. The warehouse was mostly empty. A few crates stacked against the wa
CHAPTER 85
Vivian noticed it on Tuesday. She was scrolling through her phone when she saw the event invitation. The annual charity gala hosted by the Riverside Women's Association. She had attended every year for the past five years. But this year, no invitation. She checked her email. Nothing. She called her friend Amanda, who sat on the organizing committee. The call went to voicemail. Vivian frowned and tried again an hour later. Voicemail again. She sent a text. "Hey, I did not get my invitation for the gala. Can you send it over?" No response. By Wednesday, Vivian started to worry. She called three more friends. Social acquaintances she had lunch with regularly. Women she had known for years. None of them answered. She left messages. Sent texts. Nothing. On Thursday, she went to the country club where she had been a member for eight years. The woman at the front desk looked uncomfortable when Vivian walked in. "Miss Hart. How can I help you?" "I am here for my usual Thursday
CHAPTER 84
Ethan was having lunch at The Greystone when Marcus found him.It was a quiet restaurant. Expensive. The kind of place where people spoke in low voices and servers moved like ghosts. Ethan sat alone at a table near the window, eating pasta and reading something on his phone.He did not notice Marcus until he was standing right beside the table."You."Ethan looked up. Marcus was breathing hard. His face was red. His shirt was wrinkled. He looked like he had not slept in days."Can I help you?" Ethan asked."Do not play dumb with me." Marcus's voice was too loud. People at nearby tables turned to look.Ethan set his fork down. "I am eating lunch. If you want to talk, you can make an appointment.""I do not need an appointment. I need you to stop.""Stop what?""Stop destroying my family!" Marcus slammed his hand on the table. Silverware rattled. A glass tipped over and water spilled across the tablecloth.Ethan did not flinch. He just looked at Marcus calmly. "I do not know what you ar
CHAPTER 83
Victor sat in his office at 2 AM, staring at spreadsheets on his computer screen. The numbers did not make sense. Three days ago, Ashford Industries had twelve active partnerships. Now they had four. Three days ago, their monthly revenue was projected at seventy million dollars. Now it was projected at forty-two million. A 40% drop. In one week. Victor rubbed his eyes. He had not slept in two days. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the same thing. Termination notices. Frozen accounts. Unanswered phone calls. His phone rang. He grabbed it immediately. "Hello?" "Mr. Ashford, this is Richard from accounting." "What is it?" "We just received another termination notice. Grayson Supplies. They are ending our partnership effective immediately." Victor's chest tightened. "That is the ninth one." "Yes, sir." "Did they give a reason?" "No, sir. Just the standard termination clause." Victor ended the call and threw his phone across the room. It hit the wall and clattered to t
CHAPTER 82
Victor Ashford spent the entire day making phone calls. By noon, he had contacted every business partner Ashford Industries had worked with over the past ten years. Some answered. Most did not. The ones who did answer were polite. Professional. But distant. "Victor, I am in a meeting right now. Can I call you back?" "Victor, we need to discuss our partnership later. Not a good time." "Victor, let me check my schedule and get back to you." No one called back. By 3 PM, Victor received the first official notice. An email from Peterson Manufacturing. One of Ashford Industries' oldest partners. They had been working together for fifteen years. The email was short. Three sentences. "Dear Mr. Ashford, we regret to inform you that Peterson Manufacturing will be terminating our partnership with Ashford Industries effective immediately. This decision is final. We wish you the best in your future endeavors." No explanation or phone call. Just three cold sentences. Victor stared at th
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