Chapter 5 - The Shadow at the CurbI turned slowly to look at Samantha.

“How did you get this flash drive?” I asked, my voice dropping into a low, lethal register.

“I heard him talking on his balcony last night,” Samantha wept softly, pulling the wool blanket closer around her shoulders. “He was laughing about how easy it was to fool 'the dumb construction worker.' That’s when I realized what a monster he was.”

She wiped a tear from her cheek, her voice filled with deep, sickening shame.

“I waited until he fell asleep,” Samantha continued. “I copied his private drive onto this stick, stole his car keys, and ran out of his apartment barefoot. But his security guard saw me leave. They’ve been tracking my phone’s GPS ever since.”

At that exact moment, my phone rang.

The caller ID displayed an unknown private number.

I picked up the phone, tapping the speaker button. “Reyes.”

Julian’s calm, mocking voice echoed through the quiet room, accompanied by the gentle patter of rain outside.

“Hello, Daniel,” Julian drawled smoothly. “I see my runaway bride found her way back to your doorstep. I’m sitting in the black car outside your house right now.”

“You’re trespassing, Blackwood,” I said coldly.

“I don't care about trespassing, Daniel,” Julian chuckled darkly. “I want that flash drive. Samantha is an emotional idiot who doesn't understand corporate business. Hand over the drive, and I’ll make sure your divorce settlement includes two million dollars in cash.”

I looked down at the flash drive in my hand, then out the window at the idling black sedan.

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“You came to the wrong house, Julian,” I said softly. “And you picked the wrong man to cross.”

I hung up the phone.