Chapter 31

As we stepped out of the car and approached Robert Anderson’s residence, we were greeted by a stern-looking security guard. He stood tall, his arms crossed, and a cautious expression on his face. It was clear that he took his job seriously, which made sense given the wealthy status of the homeowner.

The guard took a moment to scrutinize us, his gaze lingering on our attire. He was clearly skeptical about letting us in, but I knew just the trick to ease the tension. With a confident stride, I approached him and flashed my FBI badge.

“Good evening,” I said with a friendly smile. “I’m Agent Zadok, and this is Agent Elera. We’re here on official FBI business. We’d like to speak with Mr. Robert Anderson.”

The security guard’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of the badge. He quickly straightened up and relaxed his stance. “Apologies, Agent Zadok. I didn’t realize. Please come in.”

He opened the gate and led us through a pristine garden towards the entrance of