When Midnight Strikes at the Crematorium, a Father Discovers His Daughter-in-Law's Dark Mob Secret Inside the Furnace
👉 Previous choice: You successfully rescued Vincent Rinaldi from the furnace and learned of Clara’s notary fraud.
Vinny Rinaldi swayed on the gurney, clutching the forged deed. He pointed to the lion and quill crest on his ring. “Moretti. They own half this city. Clara’s their clean-up crew for the books.”
He explained in hushed, urgent tones. “Fourteen missing property owners in the last two years. Their land, their houses. All of it transferred. She makes it look legal on paper, then they disappear the previous owner. Each transfer gets her a cut. Three hundred and twenty thousand dollars, Arthur. That’s her take.”
The number hung in the damp crematory air, cold and precise. Three hundred and twenty thousand dollars in illegal notary commissions. My quiet, unassuming demeanor, my methodical adherence to the night shift schedule, my complete trust in municipal delivery logs — it had all been the perfect cover. Clara knew I never questioned the paperwork, that I would simply do my job. She’d scheduled her illicit burns on my shift, confident I would never look inside.
The full weight of her betrayal, the calculated malice behind it, settled over me like a shroud. This wasn’t just a mistake; it was a systematic, cold-blooded operation.
A muffled thud echoed from the floor above, followed by the distinct sound of heavy boot heels. Someone was moving through the main crematory office, searching. The sound grew louder, closer. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird in a cage. Vinny’s eyes darted towards the sound, wide with panic.
We were trapped. I had to decide, now. The crematory had blind spots, forgotten corners.
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Smuggle Vinny out through the rear coal chute into Arthur’s personal truck — Read CHAPTER 6 to continue
Conceal Vinny inside the subterranean supply vault and observe the intruder — Read CHAPTER 7 to continue
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