Chapter 7 - The Trap Closes
Heavy, synchronized footsteps filled the hallway outside the observation room. Through the glass window, dozens of figures in dark tactical gear with "FEDERAL AGENT" stamped in bold yellow letters across their vests swept down the corridor.
Leading them was a tall man in a sharp suit accompanied by three armed Military Police officers.
Gregory panicked, backing away from the door, his hands trembling violently. "Nicholas... Nicholas, what is this?! Who are these people?!"
Nicholas’s confidence shattered into a thousand pieces. He backed away toward his mother, clutching the flash drive so hard his knuckles turned white. "This is a bluff! It has to be a bluff! They can't do this!"
The door to the observation room flew open, and the tall man in the suit walked in, flashing a federal badge. "Colonel Gardner. Agent Miller, FBI Financial Crimes Division. We received your signal."
"Agent Miller," Rachel said, her voice remaining entirely calm. "The suspect, Nicholas Ferguson, is currently holding a flash drive containing encrypted evidence of federal wire fraud, embezzlement, and unauthorized access to defense-related financial assets."
Agent Miller turned his piercing gaze onto Nicholas. "Hand over the drive, Mr. Ferguson."
"No!" Patricia shrieked, jumping in front of her son like a crazed animal. "This is a violation of our civil rights! You can't come into a private hospital room and harass my family! Do you know who my husband is?!"
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Agent Miller didn't even blink. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a thick stack of federal arrest warrants. "Your husband, Arthur Ferguson, was taken into federal custody fifteen minutes ago at his law firm, Mrs. Ferguson. The Treasury Department has already seized all domestic and offshore accounts belonging to Ferguson Holdings."
👉 Patricia’s eyes rolled back in sheer horror, and she swayed as if she were about to faint.
