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    William’s pulse quickened. The clue tied directly to the vague image he had already uncovered, only now the details were sharper, more damning. The photo had been taken with an old film camera, which meant the original negatives should still exist. If William could get his hands on them, the images would be far clearer than the digital copies he had studied on hisputer.


    With eyes like sharpened steel, William demanded, “Tell me where the film is.”


    “The negatives are at my old family house in the countryside. I can give you the address.” Curtis rattled it off quickly, then leaned forward with unease creeping into his tone. “Sharing this puts me in danger. You have to promise I’ll be protected. And another thing—I want to know something…”


    A strange glint crossed his face, part curiosity, part suspicion. “You’re digging into this like your life depends on it. Are you really trying to put your uncle Alonzo behind bars? He’s your own blood. Is chasing this worth it—for a woman?”


    William’s eyes went cold, a shadow of anger settling over them as he locked onto Curtis.


    “I know you’ve had dealings with Amon Briggs. But watch what you say,” William warned, his voice edged with frost.


    Curtis seemed to realize he had let something slip, his eyes darting nervously before he shrugged it off.


    “Don’t drag me in with Amon. We’re not close. Everyone in the circle knows his father’s dealings are dirty. No one just dares to speak about it openly.”


    During his nights of reckless partying abroad, Curtis had crossed paths with Amon at a handful of events. To him, Amon had always been a loose cannon, too shrewd and unpredictable to trust.


    A grin returned to Curtis’s face as he slipped his phone into his pocket.


    “Anyway, I gave you the address and the message. You’re the one in charge here, so don’t forget what you promised. If Amones sniffing around, I’ll take the money, vanish somewhere quiet to study, and he won’t catch me. I’m done here.”


    William stood still as Curtis hurried out, his own expression darkening with every step the man took.


    Amon, Alonzo’s only son, raised overseas, had lived recklessly for years, yet rumors now said he was preparing to return.


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    The thought of Amon’s name tied to Curtis sent rm bells ringing in William’s head.


    From the way Curtis spoke, there was no love lost between the two. William’s suspicion deepened, convinced that Alonzo summoning Amon home at this moment was deliberate.<fn1f80> Read full story at find[?]ovel</fn1f80>


    His cousin’s homing was certain to drag cmity in its wake.


    Lowering his voice, William turned to Luca. “We’re going back to the office.”


    Luca steered the car back to the Briggs Group, but before William could step out, his phone buzzed insistently.


    The unfamiliar number on the screen made William’s brow crease.


    Answering it, William heard the butler’s respectful tone. “Mr. Briggs, your grandfather requests your presence at the mansion tonight. Mr. Amon Briggs returned this afternoon…”


    A shadow crossed William’s eyes as he replied, “Understood.”


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