Chapter 19: Accelerating the Counterattack
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"We've secured control of Davis Group's supply chain for their major projects," Jack displayed comprehensive data. "Now we target their funding sources."
Zoe nodded, her eyes gleaming with determination. "I've extracted sufficient intel from Michael. His embezzlement evidence is comprehensive."
Together, they began systematically dismantling Davis Group's business empire. Jack acquired the company's bank debt while Zoe leveraged insider information to precisely target their most vulnerable operations.
Meanwhile, Mia arranged a clandestine meeting with a federal prosecutor.
"I have evidence that Michael Davis murdered his first wife," she claimed. "But I need immunity for myself."
The prosecutor regarded her skeptically. "What kind of evidence?"
"Recordings, videos, and written plans in his own handwriting," Mia replied shrewdly. "But I need full immunity. I was manipulated—I'm a victim too."
The prosecutor tentatively agreed to her terms, but Mia withheld the actual evidence. She was waiting for the perfect moment—once she confirmed Zoe Taylor was actually Rachel Williams, this evidence would become her ultimate bargaining chip.
Within a month, Davis Group's stock had plunged 30%, with multiple flagship projects grinding to a halt. Michael faced an unprecedented crisis, yet remained oblivious to the identity of his true enemy.
"I need your help," Michael pleaded during their private meeting. "You're the only one who can save Davis Group now."
Zoe feigned compassionate concern. "I'll do what I can. But I'll need complete transparency about your internal operations."
Michael handed over highly confidential documents without hesitation, including damning evidence of his illegal activities.
"Mia suspects something between us," Michael complained. "The stupid woman thinks giving me a son gives her some kind of power over me."
"She's smarter than you give her credit for," Zoe cautioned. "Don't underestimate her."
Michael dismissed this with a wave. "What is she without me? Just another desperate secretary who slept her way up."
Late that night, Zoe and Jack analyzed the stolen data together. Without conscious thought, they gravitated closer to each other on the couch.
When Zoe's head dropped to Jack's shoulder from exhaustion, he didn't pull away. Instead, he gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and continued working. The unspoken tenderness between them conveyed more than words ever could.
"We're almost there," Zoe murmured softly.
Jack studied her exhausted but determined profile, feeling a fierce protectiveness surge through him. "I'm with you. Every step of the way."
Zoe looked up, their eyes meeting in a moment of perfect understanding, a silent promise passing between them.
