“We have minutes.”
“For what?” I asked.
She looked at me.
“To find out who poisoned Russell.”
Everyone became still.
Russell stared at her.
“You know?”
“I know where the proof is.”
She pointed toward the corridor.
“And if I’m right, **the person who poisoned him isn’t in this room.**”
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# PART 4 — **THE SECRET BEHIND RUSSELL’S FORTUNE**
We followed Margaret through the hidden corridor while Daniel and Claire helped Russell walk.
Hayes remained behind, clutching his wounded shoulder and swearing that he would have all of us arrested.
No one cared.
The corridor ended at a
steel door.
Margaret entered a six-digit code.
The lock clicked.
Inside was a room colder than the basement.
Rows of servers hummed beneath fluorescent lights.
Russell stared.
“You rebuilt it.”
Margaret nodded.
“I never dismantled anything.”
“What is this?” I asked.
“The real inheritance.”
Russell looked at me.
