Amiri’s gaze faltered. The temptation gnawed at him, making it hard to resist.
Katelyn watched him carefully, a slight smile lifting her lips as she leaned in, each word hitting close to home. “I’m sure your lab means everything to you. This deal costs you nothing but keeps your lab afloat. Isn’t that worth it?”
Although her own work was in design, she understood his passion. What they created held a special place in their lives, like their own blood and sweat.
Amiri looked between them, his face showing the internal struggle. “Can you promise me this stays confidential? If word gets out, I’ll be buried in fines and legal trouble.”
Katelyn locked eyes with him, her voice firm. “Absolutely. We don’t need that information. All I want is the one responsible for hurting my family.”
Amiri let out a resigned sigh, finally nodding. “I’ll trust you. Once I’m back, I’ll send over the list.”
“Good.” A smile broke over Katelyn’s face, a weight lifting from her chest. With that list, they’d have a clear path to the person behind it all.
Just then, the door swung open. But this time, instead of a tray, the waiter held a gun! For original chapters go to find?novel.net
The gunshot rang out with a sudden bang, and Amiri jerked as the bullet hit, collapsing to the floor.
It happened so quickly that both Katelyn and Vincent were too stunned to even react.
“Amiri!”
Just moments ago, he had been standing right there—alive, speaking. Now, he lay still, his eyes wide and empty.
The waiter who fired the shot didn’t hesitate. He turned and ran away after he shot Amiri.
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Amiri was far gone for anyone to save.
Katelyn’s eyes met Vincent’s, and without a word, they sprang into motion, chasing after the killer.
“Stop!” Katelyn shouted, her voice crackling with fury.
The truth had been within her grasp, just an arm’s length away. She had almost pulled it free, almost pieced together the last part of the puzzle. But in that instant, it was ripped away.
The one pulling the strings had been closer than they ever suspected—watching, waiting for this very moment to strike.
Only Katelyn and Vincent knew about the meeting with Amiri. No one else was supposed to be involved.
So how had their enemies found out—and gotten to him first?
Katelyn’s mind raced, confusion turning into raw anger. How had this happened?
There was no time to stop and think. She pushed forward, her eyes fixed on the waiter as he raced ahead. The restaurant was on the higher floor of the building, and the waiter was already charging up the stairs.
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