“Mr. Hale? It’s security at Whitmore Global. Evan Whitmore just entered the building.”
Daniel’s eyes locked onto mine.
“That’s impossible,” he said. “His access was suspended.”
The guard’s voice shook.
“He’s not using his access.”
A pause.
Then the words that made my heart stop.
“He’s with Chairman Whitmore.”
I stared at the phone.
“My father is dead,” I whispered.
The guard swallowed audibly.
“Ma’am,” she said, “the man with him says he can prove otherwise.”
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