Chapter 8 - The Federal Swarm
"I don't have to believe her," Dominic stated smoothly, entirely devoid of human empathy. "The FBI will."
Dominic hadn't dialed 911. He had quietly pressed a silent panic button connected directly to his private federal security liaison the exact second he saw Noah flinch in terror.
Suddenly, the heavy mahogany doors of the grand ballroom burst open with a deafening crash.
"FBI! Nobody move!"
A dozen heavily armed federal agents in tactical gear swarmed into the luxurious venue, their badges flashing brightly. Dominic immediately pointed directly at the weeping woman on the floor.
"Valerie Sterling," the lead federal agent announced, marching straight across the polished marble. "You are under arrest for the premeditated murder of Sarah Vance, the attempted murder of a minor, and massive federal extortion."
"No! Please!" Valerie shrieked like a feral banshee, thrashing and kicking wildly as two massive agents grabbed her by her expensive red gown, hauling her violently to her feet.
The cold steel handcuffs clicked loudly around her wrists, snapping the arrogant murderer back into the horrific reality of her crimes.
"I am the future CEO!" Valerie sobbed hysterically as they dragged her toward the exit. "Dominic, have mercy! I did it because I loved you!"
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"You showed my family no mercy," Dominic replied quietly, completely turning his back on her.
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