**Through Unseen Doors We Step Into Untold Worlds Beyond by Sage Hunter Lane 149**
Jordyn’s heart raced as her phone rang, the screen lighting up with Michael’s name. She answered it almost instantly, her breath catching in her throat.
“Jordyn, it’s Michael. I have some incredible news,” he said, his voice steady yet filled with an undeniable excitement.
When the words “Clark donated the kidney” reached her ears, a wave of elation washed over her. It was as if the sun had broken through a long, dreary winter. She had anticipated a lengthy deliberation from Clark, a drawn-out process filled with questions and hesitations. But this? This was unexpected, a miracle wrapped in the fabric of their lives.
Her mind raced with thoughts of her father, the man who had always been her rock. She could almost see him now, vibrant and full of life, no longer tethered to the machines that had become a part of him.
Now, all that remained was to share this news with Nyla. Jordyn placed a gentle hand on her still-flat belly, a smile creeping onto her lips as she imagined the joy that would light up her friend’s face.
Throughout the day, Nyla had been relentless, dialing Clark’s number again and again, her frustration mounting with each unanswered call. It seemed that fate had conspired against them, forcing Jordyn to wait until Clark returned from his business trip to unravel the joyful news.
Meanwhile, in the sleek, polished confines of the CEO’s office, Spencer strode in, a file clutched tightly in his hands. He knocked on the door, his voice firm yet respectful. “Mr. Sumner, I have an update regarding last night’s incident.”
Damon looked up, his brow furrowing slightly as he set aside the documents that had occupied his attention.
Spencer approached, handing over the file with a sense of urgency. “We’ve made some significant headway. We discovered a suspicious vehicle that exited through the hotel’s back entrance shortly after Valarie’s incident. This car had a counterfeit license plate and disappeared down a road devoid of cameras. We’re still in the process of tracking its final destination.”
Damon’s expression hardened as he flipped through the file, his demeanor transforming into one of icy determination. “Begin your investigation with the hotel staff. The fact that the surveillance was conveniently down during Valarie’s incident hints at the likelihood of an insider being involved.”
Spencer nodded, his mind racing with the implications. “Should we inform Ms. Jayston about this now?”
“Not yet. Let’s gather more concrete evidence before we bring her into this,” Damon replied, his tone leaving no room for argument.
“Understood,” Spencer said, feeling the weight of the situation settle on his shoulders.
“I expect the final results within a day,” Damon instructed, his voice firm.
As she dragged her suitcase down the hallway, her mother, Charlotte Nichols, caught sight of her and inquired about her destination. “Where are you off to in such a hurry?”
Jacqueline, her mind racing, replied hastily, “Just a short trip,” before jumping into her car and speeding away without a backward glance.
Noticing her daughter’s unusual behavior, Charlotte’s instincts kicked in, and she quickly dialed Byron, concern etched on her face.
Back at the scene of the investigation, Spencer worked with a sense of urgency. It wasn’t long before he located the vehicle and apprehended the suspects just as they were about to make their escape.
Initially, the two men insisted on their innocence, their bravado crumbling under the weight of Spencer’s relentless questioning. After a thorough interrogation, they confessed, and Spencer’s shock deepened as he learned that Jacqueline had orchestrated the entire scheme.
“Mr. Sumner, they revealed that Jacqueline had instructed them to take compromising photos of Valarie. When Valarie jumped out of the window, one of them grabbed her foot, which likely caused her to land headfirst…” Spencer reported, his voice steady but laced with disbelief.
A three-story fall wasn’t particularly high, and with a controlled jump, one might escape with minor injuries. But the implications of their actions loomed large, casting a dark shadow over all involved.

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