Chapter 12: The Intruders

Applause erupted, filling the opulent hotel ballroom. My father stood tall at the podium, exuding charisma and authority, his baritone voice commanding the attention of everyone in the room. Crystal chandeliers above reflected in the polished floor, amplifying the grandeur of the space.

“I am so very lucky to have my supportive family,” he began, a warm smile gracing his face. “My beautiful daughter, Cassandra...” The crowd clapped politely, and I stiffened, bracing for the inevitable. “And my son Charlie, who took a day off from his demanding career to be here today.” The applause crescendoed. “Thank you, son. I know you’re handling one of the most challenging cases of your life, but you’re making your old man proud—saving lives, just as you always do.”