Chapter 24
Elodie stood on the corner of 44th Drive, the morning sun beating down on her leather jacket. The subway station was less than a block away. The N train would take her straight to Manhattan, straight to 57th Street, straight to the lions' den. She took a step toward the station. Then she stopped. Her hand hovered over the canvas tote bag. Inside were the tapes. The only recording of Robert Sterling’s confession. The only thing standing between Alistair and a life sentence. If I walk into that room and they tackle me, she thought, a cold sweat breaking out under the leather, if they snatch this bag, it’s over. The truth disappears. She was thinking like a desperate girlfriend. She needed to think like a CEO. Alistair never made a move without a hedge. A contingency. A backup plan. Elo
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