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We drove toward the abandoned Northbridge packing plant.

And for the first time since the morning began, Victor Hale believed everything was happening according to his plan.

PART 7
THE CONFESSION INSIDE THE ABANDONED FACTORY
Rain swept across the windshield as we approached Northbridge.

The packing plant stood beside an unused railway line, its brick walls dark against the storm. Broken windows reflected brief flashes of lightning.

The building had been empty for sixteen years.

Victor chose it because the property belonged to one of his shell companies.

He believed he controlled every entrance.

He did not know Luis had worked there as a teenager.

“There’s an old produce tunnel beneath the eastern loading dock,” Luis explained earlier. “It connects to the drainage station outside the fence.”

Priya’s team entered through that tunnel two hours before the meeting.

Tiny cameras were hidden inside the office.

The red ledger in Daniel’s box was a replica.

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