Chapter 8 - The Federal Arrival
Heavy, wailing sirens aggressively shattered the elegant, peaceful atmosphere outside the grand ballroom.
Through the massive glass windows, intense red and blue emergency lights violently illuminated the dark driveway. The federal authorities hadn't just been notified; they had been explicitly dispatched by the mafia boss twenty minutes before he ever walked into the building.
"No! No, please!" Victoria wailed hysterically, completely losing her mind.
She fell to her knees on the marble floor right next to the shattered champagne glasses she had forced Clara to kneel in. "Please! I'll give you half the money! Just don't give them the codes! I can't go to federal prison! I'll never survive!"
"I don't need your dirty money," the mafia boss whispered coldly, entirely devoid of human mercy.
The heavy mahogany doors of the grand ballroom violently burst open. A dozen heavily armed federal agents marched directly into the room. They completely bypassed the shocked, wealthy guests and walked straight up to the weeping executive on the floor.
"Victoria Vance," the lead federal agent barked loudly.
The mafia boss calmly tossed a sleek silver flash drive directly to the federal agent. The agent caught it effortlessly, immediately turning his fierce glare back to the broken woman.
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"You are under arrest for massive wire fraud, federal embezzlement, and criminal extortion," the agent announced, aggressively grabbing Victoria by the arms.
👉 Victoria screamed in total, undeniable disgrace as the heavy steel handcuffs snapped loudly around her wrists.
