Chapter 6
The helicopter lifted off into the night, leaving the darkened mega-yacht drifting uselessly in the Atlantic waters.
On the upper deck, Marcus collapsed into a deck chair, staring blankly at his locked smartphone screen.
Chloe crawled across the teak floor toward him, grabbing his tuxedo trousers with trembling, tear-stained hands.
"Marcus, tell me you have money hidden somewhere else!" Chloe begged, her voice hoarse from screaming.
"Tell me you have a secret Swiss account or a bank in Panama!"
Marcus kicked her hand away with sudden, vicious rage, glaring at her with bloodshot eyes.
"Shut up, Chloe!" Marcus spat out, rubbing his face in total, overwhelming despair.
"She took everything... the houses, the accounts, the stocks, even the credit lines!"
"I don't have five hundred dollars to my name right now!"
Off in the distance, three high-speed Coast Guard cutters cut through the dark water, their blue sirens flashing brightly.
The loud wail of air horns echoed across the ocean, surrounding the helpless mega-yacht from all sides.
"Attention vessel Vance Legacy!" a voice boomed through a heavy megaphone over the water.
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"Prepare to be boarded by officers of the United States Coast Guard and Federal Bureau of Investigation!"
Chloe screamed in terror, burying her face in her hands as the searchlights washed over the deck.
