🔥 CHAPTER 5 — THE DEAD WOMAN WALKED INTO THEIR SECRET MEETING
Friday night.
An abandoned shipping warehouse near the docks.
More than twenty members of the trafficking organization gathered around steel tables covered with maps, passports, stacks of cash, and satellite phones.
Daniel stood at the front.
"This shipment is our last."
"After tonight, we disappear."
Everyone nodded.
No one noticed the small camera hidden inside an overhead light fixture.
Outside...
Emily watched the live feed from a surveillance van.
Every criminal.
Every face.
Every confession.
Being recorded.
Inside the warehouse, Michael suddenly frowned.
"Where's Victor?"
One of their security chiefs.
Nobody answered.
Then...
the lights went out.
Darkness swallowed the room.
Someone screamed.
A second later...
every projector inside the warehouse suddenly turned on.
The wall lit up with a giant image.
Emily.
Dripping wet.
Standing exactly as she had looked the night they threw her into the sea.
Several gang members gasped.
Daniel's face lost all color.
"This..."
"...this isn't possible."
Emily's recorded voice echoed through the warehouse.
"You forgot one thing."
"You never checked whether I could swim."
Then another video appeared.
Hidden footage from Daniel's phone.
The brothers dragging Emily toward the railing.
Michael shouting,
"Push her!"
Daniel replying,
"Nobody will ever find the body."
Panic erupted.
Gang members backed away.
Several reached for their weapons.
Others shouted accusations.
"You told us there were no witnesses!"
"You lied to us!"
"You've been recording everything?"
Chaos spread like wildfire.
Outside, Agent Collins smiled.
"They're tearing themselves apart."
Emily quietly nodded.
"Exactly as planned."
Then she pressed one final button.
Every warehouse door automatically locked.
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Federal agents moved into position.
The operation had begun.
