Chapter 2 - Confessions in the Shadows
Locking down the penthouse perimeter instantly, Moretti commanded his security detail to seal all exits while he dragged the trembling maid into his private study. Clara, her eyes red-rimmed and leaking silent tears, fell to her knees, begging for mercy before Moretti could even utter a threat. She confessed that she had been blackmailed, her daughter’s safety held hostage by an anonymous figure within the corporate hierarchy who demanded the sedative be slipped into Moretti’s morning routine. Moretti listened, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of his mahogany desk, the rage boiling beneath his composed exterior threatening to erupt. He knew that whoever orchestrated this poisoned cup was not merely trying to eliminate him from the board; they were tying up loose ends from a decade-old tragedy. Clara sobbed out a final warning, revealing that the mastermind had planned to frame Moretti himself for a sudden medical emergency, before dropping a name that made Moretti's heart skip a beat.
