CHAPTER 3 â THE BUILDING LOCKDOWN

Red emergency lights flashed across the lobby.
The glass towers outside disappeared behind steel security panels.
Daniel grabbed Briggs by the lapels.
âOpen the doors.â
Briggs smiled inches from his face.
âYou may be chairman on paper, but inside this building, security answers to me.â
Evelyn studied the guards surrounding them.
Some looked loyal to Briggs.
Others looked terrified.
âDoes your team know why youâve locked them inside?â she asked.
Briggs pulled free from Daniel.
âThereâs a security threat.â
âYes,â Evelyn said. âThere is.â
Her eyes settled on him.
Briggsâs smile vanished.
He pointed at two guards.
âEscort them to Conference Room B.â
Neither guard moved.
Briggsâs face darkened.
âI gave you an order.â
One of them, a broad-shouldered officer named Luis, removed his earpiece.
âWith respect, sir, we all saw what happened.â
Briggs stepped toward him.
âYouâre fired.â
Luis placed his security badge on the desk.
âThen Iâm fired.â
Another guard removed her badge.
Then another.
Briggs stared as half his team silently stepped away from him.
But four guards remained by his side.
Men Evelyn recognized from the anonymous complaints.
Briggs pointed toward a side corridor.
âMove them.â
The loyal guards advanced.
Daniel positioned himself in front of Evelyn.
Before anyone could touch them, the fire alarm suddenly roared.
Sprinklers did not activate.
Instead, every digital screen in the lobby flickered.
The company logo disappeared.
A live security feed appeared.
It showed an underground hallway.
A woman in a torn blouse was pounding against a locked glass door.
Claire screamed.
âThatâs Rachel!â
The video had no sound, but Rachelâs terror was unmistakable.
A timestamp glowed in the corner.
LIVE â ARCHIVE LEVEL B4
Every face turned toward Briggs.
He stepped backward.
âThat footage is fake.â
Evelyn held up the silver key.
âNo. Itâs a message.â
The screen changed.
Rachel held a handwritten sign against the glass.
HE KNOWS ABOUT THE FILES.
Then she looked over her shoulder.
A shadow moved behind her.
The feed went black.
Claire began crying.
Daniel grabbed Briggs.
âWhere is she?â
âI donât know!â
Daniel slammed him against the marble wall.
âYou have five seconds.â
Briggs laughed nervously.
âYou donât understand what youâre dealing with.â
âThen explain it.â
âThis isnât about a few missing invoices,â Briggs whispered. âThis goes to the top.â
Evelynâs eyes narrowed.
âI am the top.â
Briggs looked directly at her.
âNo, Mrs. Davenport.â
He glanced toward the executive elevators.
âYou havenât been in years.â
A soft chime echoed through the lobby.
The private elevator doors opened.
A man stepped out wearing an immaculate navy suit.
CEO Charles Voss.
He surveyed the locked lobby, the frightened employees, and Daniel holding Briggs against the wall.
Then he smiled at Evelyn.
âWelcome back.â
Evelynâs expression went cold.
May you like
Charles adjusted his cuff links.
âI was wondering when youâd finally discover that this company no longer belongs to you.â