d his briefcase, and walked out the door. He announced he

front gates, Cora sprang into action.

room," she said coldly. "Do not d

irs. She kicked off her shoes and walked silently barefo

y furniture and floor-to-ceiling books

her ID. If she was going to r

massive desk. Nothing. Just corpor

nd a row of leather-bound books was a flush-m

art hammered against her ribs. Sh

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their wedding anniversary.

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rehead. If the alarm triggered, the g

she remembered the black business ca

er. In the top right corner, barely visible under

s, she punched the nu

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teel door p

nside. There were no passports. There was only a thick manila envelo

n and pulled out a stac

e top of the page was the exact same hematology

jargon. Her gaze slammed into a bold

TION FEASIBILITY: EXTREMELY HIGH. TOTAL HEMATO

er head. Her legs gave out, and she

rgical extraction plan and the post-

y he was drawing her blood. That's why he was so obsessed with her health. He was going to drain her bone marrow and strip

her all at once. She slapped both hands over he

the hallway. The security c

pers back into the envelope, threw it into the safe, and sla

ins covering the floor-to-ceiling wind

d into the study. His sharp

ver her nose and mouth. She didn't dare breathe. Her hear

y is clear," he muttered. He stepped b

he stared at the locked safe. She had the proof, but she