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Chapter 13 - The Chairman's Offer.

Daniel answered on speaker.

Thomas Bell sounded as composed as he did during quarterly earnings calls.

"Daniel."

"Where are the children?"

"That's a dramatic opening."

"Where are they?"

Anna stood beside Daniel with both hands clenched.

Thomas continued.

"I hear your sister is alive."

Daniel looked at Anna.

No one had publicly revealed that yet.

"You knew that years ago."

"Henry suspected I knew many things."

"He was right."

Thomas laughed softly.

"Henry was right too late."

"Where is Lily?"

"Safe."

"Curtis said the same thing."

"Curtis is unreliable."

"You sent him to my mother's house."

"Prove it."

Daniel looked at Anna's recorder.

"I intend to."

Thomas's tone changed almost imperceptibly.

"Then perhaps we should meet."

"Where?"

"The Bell Street site."

Anna shook her head violently.

Daniel ignored her.

"It's burned."

"The upper floors are damaged. The basement isn't."

"Why there?"

"Because it seems appropriate."

Daniel felt cold fury spread through him.

"What do you want?"

"Your resignation, a statement accepting responsibility for the diverted funds, and the original trust amendment Henry signed."

"In exchange?"

"The children walk out with your sister."

Anna grabbed Daniel's wrist.

"Don't."

Thomas heard her.

"Hello, Anna."

She leaned toward the phone.

"If you touched Lily-"

"I haven't."

"You stole eight years from us."

"Your father did that."

"You tried to kill me."

"Careful with accusations you cannot prove."

Anna's voice became dangerously quiet.

"You cut my brake line."

Thomas did not answer.

That silence was more revealing than denial.

"Midnight."

He said finally.

"Daniel comes alone with the documents."

The call ended.

Priya immediately began planning around the demand.

"We're not giving him the original trust amendment."

Daniel shook his head.

"We're not waiting until midnight either."

"He has the children."

"He expects us to panic for six hours while he moves them."

Anna nodded.

"He's never where he says he'll be until the last moment."

Priya looked at her.

"How do you know?"

"Because I studied him for eight years."

They needed a location.

Daniel thought of the white container.

"Lily still had the box when I saw her."

Anna looked confused.

"What box?"

Daniel explained the takeout container from Bell & Ash and how Lily had kept the key, notes, and hidden paper inside it.

Anna closed her eyes briefly.

"She keeps containers."

"Why?"

"Because when we lost the apartment, landlords kept throwing our bags away."

Anna swallowed.

"She learned that food boxes were the one thing adults rarely searched before tossing them aside."

Daniel felt another wave of shame.

"Did you hide anything else in it?"

"Not that one. I had never seen it."

Priya looked thoughtful.

"Would Lily hide something herself?"

Anna nodded immediately.

"Yes."

Daniel called Denise Carver.

The CPS supervisor answered in a panic.

"Mr. Mercer, now is not the time."

"Did Lily have a white takeout container when she disappeared?"

Denise paused.

"I think so."

"Was there a tracking bracelet or facility tag on her?"

"No."

"On her clothing?"

"No."

"What about the container?"

Another pause.

"We label personal items at intake."

Priya leaned closer.

"What kind of label?"

"Inventory tag."

"RFID?"

"Yes, but it's only readable inside the facility."

Priya was already moving.

"Unless the vendor uses a cloud management platform."

Denise gave her the tag system name.

Priya opened her laptop.

"This is not going to be legal."

Daniel looked at her.

"Can you find it?"

"That was not an answer to what I said."

"Can you?"

"Probably."

Within twenty minutes she had located the vendor's lost-item portal using credentials Denise was authorized to provide.

The container's tag had last pinged at a municipal transfer warehouse on South Harbor Road.

Daniel stared at the map.

"That's nowhere near Bell Street."

Anna went pale.

"Bright Steps stores donated furniture there."

They called police through a federal attorney Priya personally trusted, a former colleague named Samuel Ortega.

This time they did not explain everything over the phone.

They sent the audio clip of Thomas, the garage footage, and the trust amendment directly to Ortega's secure address.

He called back within six minutes.

"Do not enter that warehouse."

Daniel was already in the car.

"Get people there."

"Daniel, listen to me."

"I listened to everyone for two days while children kept disappearing."

"If you walk in before law enforcement secures it, you can get them killed."

That stopped him.

Anna sat in the passenger seat trembling.

"He's right."

Daniel looked at her.

"I know."

Waiting outside the warehouse was worse than entering it.

Every minute felt like betrayal.

At 6:42 p.m., unmarked federal vehicles approached from three directions.

Officers moved through the loading entrances.

Daniel and Anna remained behind a barrier until Ortega arrived.

Gunfire did not erupt.

No explosion came.

Only silence.

Then an officer emerged with Noah.

Anna ran forward.

Another officer carried Ruby.

Daniel searched behind them.

No Lily.

"Where is she?"

Ortega approached with a grim expression.

"The other two children were locked in an office."

"Lily?"

"Not there."

Anna's knees nearly gave way.

Noah broke free from the officer and ran to Daniel.

"He took her."

"Who?"

"The old man."

"Thomas?"

Noah nodded.

"Lily bit him."

Despite everything, Daniel almost laughed.

"Of course she did."

Noah grabbed Daniel's sleeve.

"She gave me this before he took her."

He opened his fist.

Inside was one rubber band from the white container and a tiny folded square of styrofoam.

A word had been scratched into it with blue ink.

BELL.

Daniel looked at Anna.

"Bell Street."

Anna shook her head.

"No."

"What?"

"She doesn't know the street is named after Thomas."

Daniel stared at the single word.

Then he remembered the restaurant where he had first met Lily.

Bell & Ash.

The warm window in the rain.

The place where the white container had come from.

May you like

His pulse surged.

"He's taking her back to the beginning."

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