PHILIP SCOTT: THE LOST HEIR

CHAPTER 54

The tension in the FBI office was palpable. Philip could feel it in the air as they walked through the sterile, brightly lit corridors. Agents moved with purpose, their faces set in grim determination, and the faint hum of voices and ringing phones filled the space. Clara led the way, her stride confident despite the weariness that clung to her like a shadow.

They reached Clara’s office, a small room filled with stacks of files, a cluttered desk, and a single window that overlooked the city. Clara shut the door behind them, sealing them off from the noise outside.

"Take a seat," she said, gesturing to the chairs in front of her desk. Philip and Jessica sat down, their eyes on Clara as she moved to her desk, pulling out a folder from a stack. She opened it, revealing a file on Greene.

"We’ve been watching Greene closely," Clara began, her voice steady but laced with tension. "He’s been tight-lipped, which isn’t surprising, but we’ve managed to piece together some information. Andrew La