Chapter 13 - Federal Agents Corner Ryan In Downtown Dallas
Ryan Sterling discovered the true meaning of absolute helplessness inside the concrete holding cells of the downtown Dallas federal facility.
His expensive designer suit had been replaced by a coarse orange jumpsuit, and his expensive Swiss watch had been confiscated.
The heavy steel door of his interrogation room clicked open, and Officer Miller walked in carrying a thick stack of new indictment papers.
“You’ve been busy, Ryan,” Officer Miller remarked casually, tossing the papers onto the metal table in front of the sweating prisoner.
“Wire fraud, embezzlement, medical kidnapping, perjury, and conspiracy to commit corporate theft across state lines.”
“That’s a mandatory minimum of forty years in a federal maximum-security penitentiary without the possibility of parole.”
Ryan slammed his handcuffed wrists against the metal table, his face flushing a furious, desperate shade of crimson.
“I demand to speak to my attorney! This is a corporate dispute, not a criminal matter!” Ryan shouted hysterically at the walls.
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“Your attorneys dropped your case thirty minutes ago when they realized your accounts were completely frozen,” Officer Miller replied flatly.
“Welcome to the real world, Ryan. Your corporate empire is officially dead.”
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