Chapter 11 - The Shed
The shed was dark. Empty. She stepped inside. "Sergeant Maddox?"
A voice from the shadows — not Maddox. "He sent me, Lieutenant."
Major Miller stepped into the faint light. Behind him, two men in civilian clothes.
"Sergeant Maddox had an accident on his way here," Miller said calmly. "Nothing serious. Just… detained. Until this is resolved."
Angela backed toward the door. "What do you want?"
"Your photos. Your copies. Everything you and your grandfather have." Miller took a step forward. "Walk away, Park. It's the only way you stay safe."
"I can't do that."
"Your grandfather learned the same lesson. People in powerful places don't like being investigated. And they have long memories."
"He's retired. You can't touch him."
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"Can't I?" Miller smiled. "We found his old service weapon in a car — parked near a federal facility. Illegal possession. That's a federal charge. We can ruin him before the week ends."
Angela's blood turned to ice.
