Chapter 12 - STORAGE UNIT 417Owen ran.
Two detectives chased him through the alley.
Damian, Marcus, and Elena followed Vanessa into the storage facility.
Unit 417 stood open.
Inside were shelves of burner phones, fake IDs, financial records, photographs, and boxes labeled with names.
Vanessa stood behind a folding table.
In her hand was a small black security token.
“Stay back.”
Damian stopped.
“It's over.”
“No.”
Vanessa smiled.
“It’s finally honest.”
Elena stared at her.
“You framed me.”
Vanessa's eyes flashed.
“You had what I couldn't buy.”
“What?”
“Trust.”
She pointed at Damian.
“You walked into a room wearing a cheap uniform and he believed you.”
Her voice shook.
“I spent years becoming the woman men like him respect.”
She looked at Mia's name on one file.
“And he still looked at your daughter like she was the only real thing in that house.”
Damian's voice softened.
“That wasn't Elena's crime.”
“No.”
Vanessa's smile became bitter.
“It was yours.”
She pressed the token.
Marcus lunged.
A detective grabbed her wrist.
The device beeped.
Vanessa smiled.
“Too late.”
Marcus checked his phone.
His expression changed.
“The transfer was released.”
Damian looked at the countdown.
Nine minutes remained.
The money was already moving.
Vanessa looked at him.
“You should have chosen me.”
Damian shook his head.
“No.”
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He looked at Elena.
“I should have chosen the truth sooner.”
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