The Silent Treason Beneath My Hudson Valley Estate and the Lost Child
“Did you give them the biometric bypass?” I asked, my voice dangerously calm.
Caleb hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor.
“Caleb,” I said, my grip tightening further.
“No,” Caleb said quickly. “I couldn’t. I didn’t have the master keycard.”
“But they are coming for it,” I said.
He didn’t answer, which was all the answer I needed.
A loud metallic clank echoed from the other side of the stone door.
“Adrian,” Daniel said, stepping closer to my side. “The lock on the outer gate just blew.”
“Get Nora behind the pillar,” I ordered.
Daniel moved quickly, helping Nora stand.
She winced as she stood, her leg dragging slightly from her long confinement, but she kept her eyes fixed on Caleb.
Caleb’s eyes darted from Daniel to the heavy wooden door, his muscles tensing.
I could feel the subtle shift in his weight.
He was looking for a gap, a single moment of distraction to make his move.
“Don’t even think about it,” I warned him, pushing him back down onto the wooden chair.