Trapped in a secret hotel floor, a Hollywood producer finds his dead sister's recorder and uncovers his mentor's dark studio network
👉 Previous Choice: You chose Option A – Use Evelyn’s master keycard to break into Arthur’s private penthouse suite while Arthur is at a gala.
The night was thick with the chatter of Arthur’s gala, a distant hum from downtown. I used Evelyn’s master keycard on the private elevator to Arthur’s penthouse. It hummed silently, whisking me up to the exclusive top floor.
The penthouse was vast, decorated with opulent, tasteless art and expensive, unused furniture. I ignored it all, my eyes scanning for any sign of a safe.
Behind a sliding painting in Arthur’s study, I found it: a floor-mounted safe, discreetly hidden. Evelyn’s keycard had a small chip on its back; I pressed it against a panel beside the safe. A green light flashed, and the heavy door clicked open.
Inside, nestled among stacks of crisp $100 bills and diamond watches, lay a physical black leather ledger. Its pages were filled with Arthur’s meticulous handwriting, detailing inflated production budgets for unlisted film projects.
Each entry meticulously tracked diverted movie budgets, a staggering $2,400,000, routed directly to off-shore accounts. The recipient’s name was clear: Damon “The Warden” Cross, a name whispered in hushed tones around Hollywood as a notorious mob syndicate financier.
My blood ran cold. Arthur wasn’t just grooming actresses; he was stealing from the very underworld figures who funded his career. Clara hadn’t just stumbled upon a dark secret; she had uncovered a betrayal of monsters, making her disappearance far more complex than a simple accident.
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