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Room 417

Chapter 06 - Room 417

Union Station was crowded with late trains, rolling suitcases, and people too busy to notice a wealthy heir searching the upper level with a brass key in his hand.

Room 417 was not a hotel room. It was a long-term luggage locker.

Inside, Julian found a gray coat, an old accounting manual, and a photograph of his father standing beside a woman he did not recognize. On the back, Evelyn had written: Audrey Lane knows where the first lie began.

Mara identified the woman as Audrey Sloan, a former Mercer accountant who had disappeared from corporate records nine years earlier. Officially, she had resigned after being accused of falsifying expenses. In reality, no one knew where she had gone.

The accounting manual contained an address.

Audrey now lived above a bookstore under her married name, Audrey Lane. She opened the door only after Charles spoke through the intercom.

“You promised never to contact me,” she said.

“I promised to keep you safe,” Charles answered. “I failed to keep anyone safe.”

Audrey let them in.

Nine years earlier, she had discovered Graham moving small amounts from hotel renovation budgets into shell companies. She reported it to Charles shortly after Lillian Mercer died. Charles, overwhelmed by grief and afraid that an immediate scandal would destroy thousands of jobs, chose to investigate quietly.

Graham learned about the investigation. He forged documents blaming Audrey and threatened her family. Charles helped her relocate, paid her legal expenses privately, and told Julian she had simply resigned.

“That was the first lie,” Audrey said. “Every lie after it became easier.”

She possessed a master encryption key for the company’s original accounting archive. Combined with the flash drive from the greenhouse, it could reveal the true owners of the shell companies.

But the process would take several hours.

“We don’t have several hours,” Julian said.

Audrey looked toward Evelyn’s phone. “She knew that. That’s why she scheduled the truth to arrive in pieces.”

A hidden calendar on the phone showed an outgoing call set for 11:15 p.m. The contact name was not Graham.

It was Sophie Hart—Evelyn’s younger sister.

When Julian called, Sophie answered in a whisper. A man had been sitting in a car outside her apartment for an hour. Earlier, someone had left a package at her door with instructions to give it to Graham.

Mara stood immediately.

Charles looked at the clock.

The board’s takeover agreement would be signed in forty-five minutes.

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Julian picked up the black bag.

“Then we stop protecting each other with secrets,” he said. “We move together.”

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