Chapter 7 - The Trap Traps the Hunter
Victor panicked, grabbing the iron chest and holding it in front of him like a shield. "I have the ledger! You destroy me, and I release this dirt to every federal prosecutor in the state!"
"Go ahead," Adrian said with icy calm, taking a slow step forward. "Check inside."
Victor’s hands trembled as he popped the heavy brass latch of the chest and threw open the lid. His eyes widened in horror.
Inside the chest was not the thick, leather-bound ledger he had sought for years. Resting on the red velvet lining was a single tablet computer, its screen glowing brightly in the dim warehouse light.
The screen displayed a real-time countdown timer alongside a message from the Department of Justice: Financial Assets Seized. Federal Arrest Warrants Issued for Victor Vance and 14 Associates.
"What is this?!" Victor shrieked, dropping the chest onto the floor as the tablet clattered against the concrete. "Where is the ledger?!"
"The ledger was submitted to the FBI thirty minutes ago," Adrian revealed, his eyes burning with lethal satisfaction. "Every bank account, every shell company, and every property you own has been frozen by federal authorities. You didn't steal my power tonight, Victor. You walked straight into your own execution."
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Outside, the wail of police sirens echoed through the rain, growing louder by the second as federal tactical vehicles surrounded the warehouse.
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