Chapter 7 - The Master Warrant
Dr. Vaughn looked frantically toward the exit doors, but four heavily armed federal marshals in dark suits stepped through the entrance, blocking his path.
"Adrian Vaughn," the lead marshal announced loudly, pulling a thick document from his coat. "You are under arrest for extortion, aggravated assault, physical battery, and corporate espionage."
"Extortion?!" Dr. Vaughn gasped, sweating profusely as his perfect hair fell into his eyes. "I am the head surgeon of Chicago Memorial! You can't touch me without a federal warrant!"
"This isn't just a warrant for assault, Dr. Vaughn," Dominic interjected calmly, pulling a black leather folder from his jacket and handing it to the lead marshal. "This is the audit file you were trying to steal from my office tonight."
Dr. Vaughn’s eyes widened in sheer, paralyzing panic.
"Inside this file," Dominic continued, addressing the reporters taking photos, "are six years of records showing how Dr. Vaughn deliberately misdiagnosed wealthy patients to perform unnecessary surgeries, stealing tens of millions from insurance funds while ruining lives."
The room gasped in horror. Several prominent board members who had been operated on by Vaughn touched their chests in sudden, sickening realization.
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"You're a monster, Vaughn," the marshal said coldly, snapping heavy steel handcuffs tightly around the surgeon's wrists. "And your surgical days are officially over."
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