Chapter 22: The Auditors
The next morning arrived far too quickly.
Amelia hadn't slept.
Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the hospital blackout.
Daniel's disappearance.
The photograph.
Victor Hart.
And her mother's face.
By sunrise she stood inside Alexander's penthouse office, staring at the city below.
The board meeting was less than three hours away.
A knock interrupted her thoughts.
The door opened.
Alexander entered.
Unlike her, he looked perfectly composed.
Dark suit.
Perfect tie.
No sign he had spent the entire night fighting a corporate war.
"Coffee."
He placed a cup in front of her.
Amelia accepted it gratefully.
"Any news about Daniel?"
Alexander's expression darkened.
"No."
The answer wasn't surprising.
But it still hurt.
Daniel had survived seven
