My Family Sold My Penthouse Behind My Back—Until I Checked The Records

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I pressed the elevator button and turned back to face him one last time.

“I don’t owe you anything anymore,” I said. “Not protection. Not money. Not silence. The bank of Danielle is permanently closed.”

The elevator doors closed on the sound of Brandon’s screaming, cutting it off like a guillotine.

Part 6: The Reckoning

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