CHAPTER 4 — The Hunter Becomes the Prey
The cellar door burst open.
Security guards flooded inside.
Behind them walked the host.
Still smiling.
Still perfectly calm.
"I wondered how long it would take."
The butler stepped protectively in front of the women.
"I'm sorry."
The host sighed almost sympathetically.
"You should have stayed loyal."
One guard grabbed the old man.
Another reached for the daughter.
Then—
Sirens.
Far away.
Growing louder.
The host's smile disappeared for the first time.
He slowly turned toward the mother.
"You called the police?"
She smiled calmly.
"No."
She held up her phone.
"I sent everything."
The daughter had secretly uploaded every document, every photograph, and every recorded conversation from the cellar to multiple investigative journalists the moment they found the evidence.
The phone screen displayed one final message.
Upload Complete.
The host lunged forward.
Too late.
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Outside, dozens of police vehicles surrounded the estate.
Helicopter lights swept across the mansion windows.
