Chapter 2 - The Weight of EvidenceThe guards approached cautiously.
Evelyn didn't scream. She didn't beg.
Instead, she reached into her coat and pulled out a tiny silver flash drive.
Richard froze.
For the first time that evening, genuine fear appeared in his eyes.
Evelyn noticed.
"You want to know why you're shaking?"
She lifted the drive.
"Because you know what's on this."
A champagne flute slipped from Richard's hand and shattered against the marble floor.
"Give it to me."
"No."
His face hardened.
"That's stolen property."
Evelyn's voice remained calm.
"Then why are you afraid to let everyone see it?"
The ballroom fell silent.
Hundreds of guests turned toward them.
Richard looked around, searching for an ally.
There were none.
Evelyn took a step toward the enormous projection screen behind the stage.
"You spent years building an empire on lies, Richard."
She held the drive up.
"But you forgot one thing."
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Her eyes locked onto his.
"Glass doesn't hide what's underneath."
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