The Fake Heiress: Captured By Her Warden

eel beam of the ventilation shaft. The blood rushing to her h

eeded her heart rate down.

if her heart beat too hard against her ribs, the alarms would scream. She was a ghost in the cei

ion dollars. It looked like a drop of dried blood. But Vesper knew its true worth wasn't in carats, but in the data encrypted on the micro-ledger emb

cles burned, a sharp, hot line of pain running down h

ressed it against the glass. No sound. Just the friction of diam

eadings were flat. Too flat. As the newly appointed head of security for the Sterling-Bishop me

ing barked int

urity chief replied from the

t in. He tapped the screen. There was a micro-fluctua

wer," Harding said

ill the lights fo

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ding die before the lights went

oid. Gravity, once her tool, became her enemy. Her f

n

e, pulling her body

w

the glass. Her gloved fingers cl

re

s slammed

back into the shadows of the vaulted ceiling, pr

actical flashlight cutting through the air like a phy

f his head. He was five meters below her. He wa

vibration. The g

s beam hit the molding where

pt

r knees scraping against the galvanized s

roared through the vents, distor

er's teeth. She checked the holographic map on her wrist. The nort

rat in a c

nd floor. She could hear the heavy boots o

dow. Eighty perce

But she was wearing a

ion

r belt. She slapped it onto the main

. Two

ed the d

at the end of the corridor. He didn't h

It felt like a hot poker branding her

o

r exploded into the hallway, a wal

g to thermal. But the cold water masked everyth

ng her body temperature to match the background. She sli

g her suit. She could hear Harding's footsteps splashing on the we

ession layer she wore underneath was practically transparent. She had no time for modesty. She frantically searched the shelves. She grabbed a yellow rubber cleaning

r handl

r of the closet open and f

the closet door

al suit on the floor and

e back door, emergin

xedos and gowns turned t

aving. He scanned the sea of faces. H

rich people terrifie

d, his voice low and dangero