Chapter 8 - The Confrontation

Marcos looked up as Victor and Elena stepped into the harsh light.
He smiled a wicked smile and clapped his hands slowly.
He commended Victor for finding him so quickly in the storm.
Victor kept his gun aimed directly at the chest of his rival.
He demanded that Marcos hand over the physical ledger immediately.
Marcos laughed and pushed the black book across the wooden table.
He claimed that he had already copied all the digital files.
Victor narrowed his eyes in pure rage.
He knew that copies meant a lifetime of endless blackmail.
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Elena tightened her grip on her own hidden pistol.
The tension in the dusty room was incredibly suffocating.