Chapter 2: The Man in the Cold Room
Vincent pulled up the security footage on his tablet within minutes.
The cold room.
11:47 p.m.
the night before.
A figure in kitchen whites moved quickly along the back wall.
Hood pulled low.
Gloves on.
He knew exactly where the camera blind spot was.
"That's not one of mine," Vincent said quietly.
I watched the figure open the refrigerator door, remove the cake cover, and work fast.
Thirty seconds.
Maybe less.
Then gone.
"Who authorized kitchen access last night?"
Vincent didn't answer immediately.
That told me everything.
"Vincent."
He turned the tablet over.
Showed me the access log.
One name had been manually removed.
Replaced with a blank entry at 11:44 p.m.
Someone had edited the system from inside.
I looked across the ballroom.
Most guests were still standing near the windows, murmuring quietly, watching me.
Then I saw him.
My brother-in-law, Marco.
Elena's younger brother.
Ethan's uncle.
He was the only one not looking at me.
He was looking at Lily.
And when Lily's eyes accidentally met his across the room, she pressed herself hard against Sophia's leg and whispered something I almost didn't hear.
**"That's him, Mommy.
That's the man."**
The room seemed to tilt.
Marco's jaw moved once.
Then he smiled.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like a man who had already planned what came next.
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What Dominic discovered about Marco in the next hour will shock you.
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