Chapter 8 - Freezing Every Asset Without Warning
Before Flynn could recover from the initial shock, his doorbell rang with three sharp, echoing strikes against the wood.
He hurried toward the foyer, throwing the heavy front door open with a desperate hope that this was all some administrative glitch.
Standing on the welcome mat was not a delivery driver, but two armed federal marshals flanked by a senior court bailiff.
“Are you Flynn Vance?” the lead marshal asked, his voice flat and authoritative.
“Yes... what is the meaning of this?” Flynn stammered, stepping backward into his own entryway.
“You are formally served with an emergency asset sequestration order, spousal abandonment injunction, and a mandatory court summons,” the marshal stated.
The bailiff handed a thick stack of legal paperwork directly into Flynn’s limp, unresponsive hands.
“This... this is absurd! My lawyers will dismantle this by noon!” Flynn shouted, his voice cracking with rising hysteria.
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“Your corporate credit cards, personal bank accounts, luxury vehicles, and real estate assets have been frozen pending forensic audit,” the marshal added calmly.
With that, they turned around and walked down the hallway, leaving the disgraced billionaire standing alone in his empty foyer.
