The frozen image on the television screen held the entire room in silence. Seraphina Vale stared at the black sedan captured in the parking garage footage. The licence plate remained visible in the corner of the frame, and the numbers appeared sharp enough for anyone to read clearly. The vehicle entered the garage moments before her own car drove toward the ramp that ended in disaster.
Lucien Ashford stood beside the screen with his arms folded while his eyes remained fixed on the plate number. "That vehicle belongs to Ashford Global," he said quietly.
Seraphina felt a slow chill settle in her chest. "Are you certain?"
Lucien nodded. "I personally approved the purchase of that car two years ago. It is part of the executive transport fleet."
Seraphina forced herself to look again at the screen. "Who had access to it that night?"
