Chapter 12 - The Federal Arrest
A squad of ten federal agents dressed in tactical gear swept into the ballroom, led by FBI Special Agent Miller.
"Federal agents! Don't move!" Agent Miller commanded, his weapon trained directly on Julian’s wounded frame.
Agent Miller stepped onto the stage, holding a thick stack of federal arrest warrants and asset seizure notices.
"Julian Moretti," Agent Miller declared, his voice ringing with absolute authority. "You are under arrest for first-degree murder, attempted murder, treason, grand embezzlement, and arson."
"Agent Miller!" Julian gasped, dragging his bleeding body across the stage floor toward the agent's boots. "I have political immunity! Check my offshore accounts! I can pay you ten million dollars right now!"
Agent Miller looked down at him with cold contempt. "Your offshore accounts were frozen twenty minutes ago by order of the Federal Treasury, Mr. Moretti. You don't have ten dollars to your name."
Two federal officers grabbed Julian by his arms, hauling him up to his feet. The sharp, metallic click of steel handcuffs locking around his wrists echoed through the quiet stage.
"Dante! Help me!" Julian shrieked, tears and sweat streaking his pale face as he was dragged backward toward the exit. "We're brothers! You saved me from the fire! You can't let them take me!"
Dante turned his back on him completely, staring out at the empty, glittering ballroom.
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"I didn't save my brother from the fire ten years ago," Dante said, his voice quiet, heavy, and absolute. "I saved a monster. And tonight, the fire finally caught up with you."
👉 What final punishment awaits Julian behind federal bars?
