Chapter 16: The Digital Signature
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The progress bar appeared. PROCESSING: 10%...
It was agonizingly slow. The building’s outdated wifi was struggling under the storm.
20%...
A shadow fell over her. Elena looked up. Marcus stood there, water dripping from his ruined blonde hair, his face twisted into a mask of pure hate.
" You little rat," he spat.
He didn't call for security. He reached down, grabbing a fistful of her hair. Elena screamed as he yanked her up. An assault and battery lawyer would love this, but Elena only cared about the screen.
45%...
"What are you doing?" Marcus glanced at the tablet. His eyes widened when he saw the bank logo. Realization dawned. "No!"
He threw her.
Elena flew backward, crashing into a side table. A vase shattered against her shoulder. The pain was blinding, a flare of trauma recovery waiting to happen. The tablet skitted across the wet marble floor, sliding away from her.
She gasped for air, trying to crawl toward it.
78%...
Marcus marched toward the device. "I own this building! I own you!"
He reached the tablet before she did. He loomed over the glowing screen.
90%...
Elena watched, helpless, from the floor. "It's over, Marcus," she wheezed.
"It is," he sneered. He raised his heavy leather shoe over the fragile glass screen.
End of Chapter 16
