Chapter 8 - Ethan WhitmoreThe lead SUV stopped directly beneath the estate's enormous stone staircase.

Its rear door opened.
An older man stepped out.
Silver hair.
Charcoal suit.
Calm expression.
No weapon.
No body armor.
He didn't need either.
Ethan Whitmore had spent decades building an empire powerful enough to make men twice his age nervous.
He looked toward the mansion.
Then toward Kyle.
His expression barely changed.
But Kyle recognized him.
Everyone did.
Ethan wasn't merely rich.
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He was the man behind the people who moved money, influence, and political power through rooms where ordinary people were never invited.
And tonight, he had come for his daughter.
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