Chapter 10 - The Interrogation Room
Three hours later, inside the cold, fluorescent-lit interrogation room at the precinct, Vanessa sat across from Detective Miller and an Assistant District Attorney.
Her cream sweater was wrinkled, her stylish hair messy, and her arrogant demeanor replaced by sharp, chaotic panic.
“My client was merely acting as an advisor to her husband,” Vanessa’s public defender argued weakly.
The ADA opened a black laptop, playing the audio file retrieved from Martha’s silver pen.
“I improved your asset, Martha... Drop the fraud investigation, or I’ll make sure Julian takes the fall for every dollar missing...”
The crisp audio filled the small room, cutting through every lie Vanessa had prepared.
“Mrs. Vance,” the ADA said, closing the laptop. “You are facing charges of Grand Larceny, Wire Fraud, Identity Theft, and Extortion. The evidence is overwhelming. Your offshore accounts have been seized, and your co-conspirator, Julian Vance, has just signed a full confession implicating you as the mastermind.”
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Vanessa covered her face, weeping hysterically as the reality of a multi-year prison sentence settled over her.
👉 Read PART 11 to see how Martha recovered her oceanfront Maine estate!
