The Secretary’s Secret Part 2: The Night of Betrayal
The Secretary’s Secret
Part 2: The Night of Betrayal
The first gunshot shattered the silence.
Evelyn screamed as Damian pulled her behind the marble kitchen island. A second shot struck the living room window, sending glass fragments across the floor.
“Stay down!” Damian ordered.
He drew the pistol hidden beneath his jacket and spoke into his earpiece.
“Marcus, report.”
“Three vehicles at the east gate. Armed men. We’ve neutralized two, but they’re moving toward the main entrance.”
Damian glanced at Evelyn.
“Can you identify them?”
She shook her head.
“No. But I know who sent them.”
“Victor?”
“And Kessler.”
Damian’s jaw tightened.
“Then tonight is going to be very interesting.”
He handed her a small communication device.
“Stay connected to Marcus. Don’t leave this room.”
“Damian—”
“That’s an order.”
He disappeared into the hallway.
For the next several minutes, Evelyn heard shouting, gunfire, and the unmistakable sound of men fighting inside the mansion.
She clutched the flash drive.
Then her phone vibrated.
An unknown number appeared.
YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED DEAD, EVELYN HAYES.
Her blood ran cold.
Another message followed.
YOUR BROTHER BEGGED BEFORE HE DIED. WOULD YOU LIKE TO KNOW WHAT HE SAID?
She nearly dropped the phone.
Before she could respond, a voice came through the communication device.
“Miss Hart?”
It was Marcus.
“I’m here.”
“Mr. Cross wants you in the security room. Now.”
Evelyn hurried through the corridor.
When she entered, Damian was standing in front of a wall of surveillance monitors. His shirt sleeve was stained with blood, but he appeared unharmed.
“Are you injured?” she asked.
“Not mine.”
He turned toward one of the screens.
A captured man was kneeling in the security garage, surrounded by armed guards.
Damian pointed at him.
“Recognize him?”
Evelyn stared.
Then her face went pale.
“That man was outside my apartment yesterday.”
Damian’s expression hardened.
“Good. We’ll start with him.”
He approached the prisoner.
“Who sent you?”
The man remained silent.
Damian placed a photograph on the table.
It showed Victor Sloane entering a private restaurant with Wade Kessler.
“Your employer has been selling information about my company for eleven years,” Damian said quietly. “I suggest you tell me how much he paid you.”
The prisoner finally spoke.
“You’re already too late.”
Damian’s eyes narrowed.
“What does that mean?”
“Victor has the original documents. The flash drive she stole is only a copy.”
Evelyn stepped forward.
“Where are the originals?”
The man smiled.
“Your brother knew.”
Her expression collapsed.
“What did you say?”
“He hid something before he died. Victor has spent six years looking for it.”
Damian looked at Evelyn.
“Your brother left something behind?”
She slowly nodded.
“A key.”
“What key?”
“A small silver key. I found it among his belongings after his funeral. I never understood what it opened.”
Damian immediately turned to Marcus.
“Find out where Victor is.”
Marcus checked his tablet.
“His residence is empty. But his private aircraft departed Chicago forty minutes ago.”
“Destination?”
“Geneva.”
Damian gave a cold smile.
“Then cancel his escape.”
But before Marcus could respond, another alarm sounded.
A new message appeared on the main security screen.
CROSS MERIDIAN HOLDINGS — EMERGENCY BOARD MEETING CALLED FOR 8:00 A.M.
Evelyn stared at it.
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“Victor is moving against you.”
Damian looked at the clock.
It was 3:26 a.m.
“He wants the board to remove me before I can expose him.”
“Damian, you need to understand something. Victor has spent years preparing for this. He controls several board members.”
“Then tomorrow morning, we’ll discover exactly how many.”
He turned toward Evelyn.
“And this time, you’re not hiding behind a secretary’s desk.”
For the first time in three years, Evelyn realized Damian wasn’t looking at her as an employee.
He was looking at her as an ally.
But she still had one secret.
One she hadn’t told him.
And it could change everything.
