Chapter 12 - Confronting The Man Who Forged My Signature
The federal investigation moved with breathtaking speed over the next forty-eight hours as warrants were issued across the state.
Beck and Talia returned to Cincinnati, staying at a quiet hotel near the federal plaza while the legal team prepared indictments.
Late that night, a knock sounded on their hotel room door, accompanied by the heavy footsteps of federal marshals.
Beck opened the door to find Dorian standing in the hallway flanked by two armed law enforcement officers in tactical vests.
Dorian looked defeated, his eyes bloodshot and his shoulders slumped under the weight of his own complicity.
“They picked me up at the airport trying to catch a flight to Toronto,” Dorian said bitterly as he stepped inside.
“Avia is burning every bridge, Beck. She’s already transferred the remaining estate funds into a blind trust under a fake name.”
Beck gestured for the marshals to wait outside in the hallway while Dorian sat down at the small hotel room desk.
“You can still turn this around, Dorian, if you give the DOJ the location of her primary server backup,” Beck urged.
“Avia will destroy me the moment she gets out on bail, Beck! You don't know how powerful her associates are!” Dorian yelled.
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“She’s my mother, but she’s destroyed everyone who ever trusted her,” Beck replied, his voice dropping into cold resolve.
“If you don't help us stop her tonight, you'll be spending the next ten years in a federal prison cell taking the fall alone.”
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