Chapter 15 - Marcus Loses Everything He Built
Inside Courtroom 3B of the Federal District Court, Judge Harrison banged his gavel down with a sharp, echoing crack.
Marcus stood at the defense table in a standard orange jumpsuit, looking hollow, exhausted, and utterly defeated.
“Bail is denied given the overwhelming flight risk and severity of financial crimes,” the judge ruled without hesitation.
“No! Please! My father can pay whatever bond you want!” Marcus cried out, turning toward the crowded public gallery.
The public gallery was entirely empty, save for two federal marshals waiting to escort him back to the maximum-security wing.
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There was no family waiting to support him, no loyal friends offering bail money, and no corporate allies left standing.
He had traded his family, his daughter, and his integrity for luxury, and now he was paying the ultimate price.
