Chapter 9 - The Storm Over the Mansion
Lorenzo stood up, his massive frame towering over the desk as thunder rumbled outside the estate windows. He realized the terrifying scope of the web surrounding them.
"Marcus!" Lorenzo roared.
Marcus entered the room instantly, weapon ready. "Boss?"
"Lock down the estate grounds immediately," Lorenzo commanded. "No one enters or leaves. Bring Dr. Cole to the main study. Tell him Leo has a fever."
Ten minutes later, rain poured against the stained-glass windows of the study as Dr. Cole hurried into the room carrying his leather medical bag.
"Lorenzo! What happened? Is the child alright?" Dr. Cole asked breathlessly, stepping toward the center of the room.
He stopped dead in his tracks.
Lorenzo sat behind the desk, his hands folded calmly over his knee, his face an impenetrable mask of dark judgment. Standing beside him was Elena, holding the hospital document, while Marcus stood silently behind Cole, blocking the exit.
"Where were you on the night of June fourteenth, Adrian?" Lorenzo asked, his voice smooth, quiet, and terrifying.
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Dr. Cole paled slightly, adjusting his collar. "Lorenzo, I... I was at my private clinic in Manhattan—"
"Liar," Elena snapped, her voice filled with raw pain. "You signed my baby's death certificate at County General! Why was a multi-millionaire's doctor in a public ward signing off on a maid's dead infant?"
