Chapter 24 - THE CORNERED RAT
Arthur grabbed a heavy glass paperweight from his desk, brandishing it like a desperate, cornered animal.
"Stay back, Marcus! My security team is on their way up!" Arthur shouted, his voice cracking with sheer panic.
"Your security team is currently being zip-tied in the lobby by federal marshals, Arthur," Clara informed him smoothly, stepping into the light.
Arthur stared at Clara, finally recognizing the brilliant chemist whose patent he had stolen five years ago.
"Clara... you?! You were supposed to be rotting in the slums!" Arthur gasped, his hands trembling violently.
"People like you always underestimate the resilience of the people you step on," Clara replied with an icy smile.
Marcus closed the distance between them in three swift strides, grabbing Arthur by the lapels of his designer suit.
He hoisted the sweating financier off his feet with terrifying physical strength, slamming him against the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
Below them, the tiny yellow cabs of Wall Street crawled through the gridlock like ants fifty stories down.
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"You funded my wife's poisoning ring and tried to steal my holding company," Marcus whispered into Arthur's ear. "Now you pay the toll."
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