Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 624: At precisely three in the afternoon, Richard crossed the threshold into Shiloh's office, tension radiating from every line of his body. Shiloh's face transformed the moment Richard appeared, breaking into an effusive smile. "Mr. Morgan, what a privilege! I've heard so much about you!" He thrust out his hand with theatrical warmth, his expression dripping with calculated charm. Richard's shoulders relaxed slightly at the warden's fawning reception. Vince's assurances about having influence over Jarrod's situation suddenly made perfect sense.

This level of connection explained everything. Satisfaction flickered across Richard's features as he accepted the handshake with courtesy, exchanging brief pleasantries before dispensing with pretense. "Mr. Hayes, I'm here because I need a favor." Shiloh caught his guard's eye and gave an almost imperceptible nod. The officer immediately withdrew, sealing the door behind him with a soft click. Now, only Shiloh and Richard remained in the office. "It's perfectly safe here," Shiloh assured him, settling into his authoritative tone. "Mr. Ward filled me in on the basics.

Whatever assistance you require, consider it done." Shiloh gestured toward the waiting chair with hospitality, inviting Richard to settle in. Trusting Vince's assurance about Shiloh's reliability, and knowing that the warden's cooperation was crucial for what lay ahead, Richard wasted no time on subtlety. He leaned forward, dropping his voice to a confidential murmur. "I need comprehensive information about Maia's imprisonment four years ago. I want to know about her circumstances, her interactions, everything.

Plus a complete list of inmates who served time alongside her." Drawing closer still, Richard outlined his strategy with quiet intensity, his eyes sharp with purpose. "If you can guarantee those former inmates will cooperate with our arrangement, both Vince and I will ensure your efforts are generously compensated." Hearing the full scope of the request, Shiloh clapped his hands together with a hearty laugh. "Compensation? Don't insult me with such formalities. This is child's play. Within these walls, when I give direction, nobody questions it; they simply comply!

Give me just a moment to retrieve Maia's complete file and that inmate registry you're after." Richard's expression brightened with appreciation. "I'm grateful for your assistance." Within moments, Shiloh returned carrying Maia's complete prison file-four years of her life reduced to paper and ink. Your favorite tales live at gⱯlnσνs． Prison regulations demanded meticulous documentation; every day of an inmate's sentence was recorded with bureaucratic precision. "Here you go. I've already gathered the inmates involved.

They're waiting in the interrogation room," Shiloh said, clasping his hands together with an eager smile as he positioned himself beside Richard. Richard flipped through the first few pages, then clapped his hands with a triumphant grin. "I knew it! That woman attracts trouble like a magnet. Fighting on her very first day and landing straight in solitary confinement. Typical Maia!" Shiloh nodded enthusiastically but kept quiet. . . .