MISTAKE 107

Chapter 107: The government comes for Anya

Across the city, Daniel Shaw ended his call with Mathias, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He pocketed his phone and turned his attention to the imposing building before him, the Rachelle family's private bank. Taking a deep breath, Daniel straightened his tie and walked through the ornate doors. The interior was all polished marble and dark wood, exuding an air of old money and discretion.

A smartly dressed woman approached him, her professional smile not quite reaching her eyes. "Good evening, sir. How may I assist you?"

Daniel gave her his most charming smile. "Good evening. I'm here to access one of your safety deposit boxes."

The woman nodded. "Of course, sir. May I see some identification?"

Daniel produced his ID and a set of documents. "I believe you'll find everything in order."

The woman examined the papers carefully, her eyebrows rising slightly as she read. "I see. Mr. Shaw, if you'll follow me, please." She almost jumped out of her skin from reading his name. This was the actual Daniel Shaw?

She led him through a series of security checkpoints, each more stringent than the last. Finally, they arrived at a heavy vault door.

"Mr. Shaw, I'll need to verify your biometrics before we proceed," the woman said, gesturing to a sophisticated-looking scanner. Chapter 107 The government comes for Anja

Daniel nodded, placing his hand on the device. After a moment, it beeped affirmatively.

sir. Right this way.

""Thank you, sir.

Inside the vault, rows of safety deposit boxes lined the walls. The woman led Daniel to one in particular.

"Here we are, Mr. Shaw. Box 1374. I'll give you some privacy. Please ring the bell when you're

finished."

Daniel waited until she had left before inserting the key and opening the box. His heart raced with anticipation as he lifted the lid.

It was empty.

Daniel blinked, certain he must be seeing things wrong. He ran his hand along the interior of the box, as if its contents might be invisible. Nothing. Frustrated, he rang the bell. The woman returned promptly.

"Is everything alright, Mr. Shaw?"

level. "No, it's not. The

slightly. "I see. Let me check

away, returning moments later

our records, this box longs to tre Aye Show Are you

a come I have power of attomey." He produced another document from

Shaw. However, I'm afraid I can't explain why the box is empty. Our policy is not to monitor the contents of

My wife is the only one who should have been able to access this box. And as said, she's been in

looked uncomfortable. "I understand your concern, Mr. Shaw. Let me check the access logs." She flipped through the ledger, her finger

was accessed earlier today." "Accessed?" Daniel asked, "I thought only relatives could access it,"

of

had no family but himself. But that was impossible. Anya's parents had died years ago. It was

box? And more

his blood

"I'm not sure

repeated, his voice

to reveal such things, but this was Daniel Shaw. Could she

herself and went over her desk looking for the answer the dicked through her computer till she found

our records, the box

Shaw's mother

his mind reeling. "Her mother?" he asked, confusion evident

is really

glanced at the screen. The message he read made his blood run cold. His eyes darted around the street, suddenly on high alert. That's when he spotted Mercy approaching the building's entrance. Without hesitation, Justin jumped into his car and

startled. "Justin?

in," Justin said urgently, leaning

furrowed in confusion. "What?

Свари

me," Justin cut her off, his voice low and dark.

Get in

tone must have made her pause, because Mercy

enter the car.

only a moment before climbing into the passenger seat. Justin peeled away from the curb before she'd even closed the door. "Justin, I hear that you are the boss'

still an outsider in your organization," Justin said, and he

more than I do; now I have been iced out," Mercy said, glancing outside the

demanded as they merged into

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