The moment they left Elliott Group and the taxi door shut with a solid thump, the knot in Sarah Lacy’s chest finally loosened. The fear that had been hanging there like a stone all morning slowly melted away. For the first time today, she felt as if her heart was beating at a normal rhythm instead of hammering against her ribs.
“Sir, please take us to Lacy Corporation,” Sarah said anxiously to the driver, leaning slightly forward.
More than five million dollars in cash was sitting right beside her. The bag looked perfectly ordinary, but to her it felt heavier than a car engine. Just knowing that kind of money was within arm’s reach made everything feel unreal, as if she were half-awake in some bizarre dream. Even now she could hardly believe it had actually happened.
And on top of that,
