Chapter 9: The Name on the Desk
The store was surrounded by police when I arrived.
Malik was with my sister, Lena, and I had warned her not to bring him anywhere near the building.
The front doors were locked.
Blue lights flashed across the windows.
Ethan rushed toward me the moment I stepped out of the car.
“You came.””
“What happened?””
“They got into the manager's office sometime after midnight.””
“Was anything taken?””
“Not money.””
“What then?””
“Employee files. Old contracts. Archived payroll records.””
I looked at him.
“Did they find what they wanted?””
“We don't know.””
A police officer approached.
“Ms. Reed?””
“Yes.””
“I need you to understand that the scene is still being processed.””
“What did they leave?””
He paused.
“You'll have to see it yourself.””
We entered through the side door.
The store smelled different at night.
Colder.
Empty.
The familiar aisles looked almost threatening beneath the dim emergency lighting.
The office door was hanging open.
Inside, drawers had been pulled out.
Folders were scattered across the floor.
My desk was untouched.
Except for one thing.
A white envelope sat in the center.
My name was written across it.
I stepped closer.
Ethan whispered, “That's what I meant.””
I picked it up.
No return address.
No stamp.
Just my name.
I opened it.
Inside was a photocopy of an old employee badge.
The photograph was faded.
The name beneath it was clear.
*Daniel Mercer.*
I stared at the badge.
He had once worked for my father.
Under his photograph was a handwritten note.
*Ask why he was hired.*
I turned the paper over.
Another line.
*Then ask why he disappeared.*
My chest tightened.
The police officer said, “Do you know this man?””
“Yes.””
Then I corrected myself.
“No. I know his name.””
Ethan looked at me.
“What does this have to do with the company?””
“I don't know yet.””
A sound came from the hallway.
We all turned.
A shadow moved past the doorway.
“Hey!””
The officer drew his flashlight.
Footsteps ran toward the back entrance.
He sprinted after them.
I followed without thinking.
We reached the loading dock.
The rear door slammed open.
A figure disappeared into the alley.
The officer ran after him.
Then stopped.
On the ground was a black phone.
He picked it up.
The screen was still unlocked.
There was one open message.
*She's getting close.*
Below it:
*Move to Phase Two.*
I looked at Ethan.
“What is Phase Two?””
He shook his head.
“I don't know.””
The officer turned the phone over.
There was a company security sticker on the back.
“This belongs to someone inside your organization.””
I went back into the office.
My thoughts raced.
Marcus.
Daniel.
My mother.
The acquisition plan.
The complaints.
The customer discrimination.
All of it had been hidden behind layers of paperwork.
Someone had been shaping the company from inside long before I realized there was a fight.
Then I remembered the flash drive.
I drove home.
Lena met me at the door.
“How bad?””
“Worse than I thought.””
“What happened?””
“I found out Mom had a past she never told me about.””
Lena went silent.
“What past?””
I showed her the photograph.
Her face changed.
She sat down.
“You know him?””
She stared at Daniel.
“I've seen this man before.””
“What?””
“Not in person.””
She looked at me.
“Mom had a box of old pictures.””
“Where?””
“In the attic.””
We climbed the stairs together.
An hour later, we found the box beneath a stack of holiday decorations.
Inside were photographs.
Letters.
Tax records.
And a small envelope with my mother's handwriting.
*For Lena and Nadia. Never open unless someone threatens the company.*
I looked at Lena.
“That's not a coincidence.””
“No.””
My hands trembled as I opened it.
Inside was a letter.
My mother's handwriting was uneven.
*Your father did not betray Daniel.*
I stopped.
Lena leaned closer.
I continued reading.
*Daniel betrayed your father first. He stole from the company. Your father confronted him. Daniel disappeared afterward.*
I exhaled shakily.
Then the next paragraph changed everything.
*But Daniel did not disappear alone.*
I looked at Lena.
“What does that mean?””
She shook her head.
I kept reading.
*Before Daniel vanished, he told me he had a son. A son I had never met.*
My heart thudded.
There was one final line.
*Your father's name was used to hide that boy's identity.*
A cold feeling spread through me.
I looked back at the photograph.
A child stood beside Daniel.
I had ignored him the first time.
Now I saw him clearly.
He was about twelve years old.
His face was partially covered by shadow.
But his eyes—
I knew those eyes.
I'd seen them recently.
At the company.
On the conference floor.
In the executive hallway.
I dropped the photograph.
Lena picked it up.
“Who is that?””
I whispered the answer.
“Marcus.””
The room went silent.
My phone rang.
Ethan.
I answered.
His first words came out as a whisper.
“Ms. Reed, don't go to headquarters.””
“Why?””
“Because Marcus just called an emergency board meeting.””
“When?””
“Tomorrow morning.””
“What is he doing?””
Ethan swallowed.
“He's filing to remove you as CEO.””
I closed my eyes.
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Then he added:
“And he has enough votes to win.””