Chapter 5 - THE MAN WHO DID THE DIRTY PART
Calvin Shaw disappeared before investigators reached his apartment.
Unlike Keene, Calvin left a trail.
Rental vehicle.
Cash withdrawal.
A motel outside Baton Rouge.
Police arrested him Saturday morning.
He refused to speak.
For eleven hours.
Then his attorney arrived.
By Sunday, Calvin wanted a deal.
The story emerged carefully.
Enzo discovered Vincent's audit three weeks earlier.
The post-hurricane scheme had begun as inflated invoices.
Then phantom materials.
Then fake trucking contracts.
Millions disappeared.
Vincent discovered irregularities.
He confronted Enzo privately Thursday afternoon.
Enzo denied everything.
Vincent told him:
“Tomorrow I turn this over.”
Enzo left.
Then called Calvin.
The instruction was not:
Kill Vincent.
It was:
“Get the drive.”
Calvin entered using Camille's cloned badge.
Keene disabled cameras.
Vincent heard him behind the desk.
They struggled.
Calvin panicked.
A decorative blade from Vincent's own desk collection became involved.
One impulsive movement.
Then blood.
Calvin fled without the drive.
Because Vincent had hidden it inside the cabinet minutes after Enzo left.
“What about Enzo?” Camille asked Marcus.
“He ordered the theft.”
“Yes.”
“Did he order the attack?”
“Calvin says no.”
“Believe him?”
Marcus looked tired.
“Evidence will decide.”
Good.
That was becoming a phrase around the Castellanos.
Enzo was arrested on financial conspiracy and obstruction-related allegations while investigators examined his role in the attack.
He claimed he never expected Calvin to hurt Vincent.
Perhaps true.
Perhaps cowardice.
Either way, he'd sent a desperate man into a private office to steal evidence.
Consequences rarely respected the exact line criminals imagined they had drawn.
Vincent learned the details from his hospital bed.
He didn't request Enzo be brought to him.
Didn't issue an order to make Calvin disappear.
Instead he said:
“Give everything to counsel.”
Marcus stared.
“You sure?”
Vincent looked toward the IV in his arm.
“I'm tired of cleaning family problems by making more family problems.”
That was the first real sign the attack had changed him.
May you like
Not the scar.
That sentence.
