Chapter 26: Following the Money
The boardroom erupted into chaos.
"What do you mean murdered?"
"When was he found?"
"Where?"
Questions exploded from every direction.
The security officer looked overwhelmed.
"Approximately forty minutes ago."
The room immediately fell silent.
Forty minutes.
Harold Whitmore had been dead while they sat here arguing.
Dead while evidence against him was being uncovered.
Dead before anyone could question him.
Convenient.
Far too convenient.
Alexander's expression darkened.
"So someone got to him first."
The chairman looked pale.
"Was it confirmed?"
The officer nodded.
"The police are treating it as homicide."
A chill swept through Amelia.
Harold Whitmore had been one of the central figures in Project Atlas.
One of the few people who knew
