Chapter 14 - The Rat in the Gutter
A heavily pouring, freezing rain aggressively washed the dark, dirty streets of New York City roughly two weeks after the highly explosive Capitol hearing.
Elena sat quietly in her dimly lit, highly secure private estate, carefully reviewing massive, complex architectural blueprints for a massive new international headquarters.
A sudden, highly urgent knock on her heavy oak study door abruptly broke her deep, intense concentration.
Her new head of private security, a highly decorated former military operative named Jackson, stepped quickly into the quiet room.
"Chairman, we strongly have a highly highly unusual, potentially dangerous situation currently developing at the heavily guarded front gates," Jackson reported seriously.
"A completely drenched, heavily bruised homeless woman is aggressively demanding to speak directly with you, claiming massive, highly urgent family ties," he explained.
Elena slowly put down her heavy gold fountain pen, a deep, highly suspicious frown crossing her beautiful, sharp face.
"Did this highly erratic individual happen to provide a specific, verifiable name?" Elena asked cautiously.
"She heavily claims her name is Victoria, and she specifically referenced a highly unique, destroyed diamond necklace," Jackson confirmed.
Elena’s sharp eyes widened slightly, completely genuinely surprised by the incredibly sudden, pathetic return of her deeply disgraced, utterly ruined cousin.
"Bring her directly into the secondary secure interrogation room, and thoroughly completely search her for absolutely any concealed weapons," Elena ordered quickly.
Ten minutes later, Elena confidently walked into the cold, highly sterile steel room where Victoria was nervously aggressively shivering under a heavy gray blanket.
The highly arrogant, deeply cruel woman who had once violently slapped Elena was now completely, utterly broken, heavily bearing dark purple bruises on her pale face.
"You absolutely look exactly like complete, terrible garbage, Victoria," Elena stated coldly, showing absolutely zero genuine sympathy.
Victoria looked up with highly desperate, completely terrified, wide eyes, her messy blonde hair heavily plastered to her freezing, shaking face.
"I deeply know you heavily absolutely hate me, Elena, and I entirely deserve absolutely every terrible thing you violently did to me," Victoria sobbed heavily.
"But the dangerous, highly ruthless loan sharks from the deep criminal underground are currently actively hunting me down to violently kill me," she pleaded.
"And they are also highly aggressively planning a massive, heavily armed physical strike on your massive corporate tower tonight," Victoria revealed frantically.
Elena crossed her arms defensively, staring deeply and intensely into her completely pathetic, ruined cousin's highly terrified eyes.
"Why should I possibly believe a single, desperate word that falls from your deeply lying, entirely untrustworthy mouth?" Elena demanded sharply.
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"Because they violently heavily tortured the exact, highly classified security access codes directly out of my former, highly corrupt boyfriend," Victoria confessed.
Elena immediately knew the highly specific, deeply dangerous gravity of this highly entirely unexpected intelligence.
