Chapter 6 - Federal Authorities Are Called To The Grand Estate
The wailing sirens of federal law enforcement vehicles suddenly echoed up the private winding driveway of the Westchester estate.
Matte-black SUVs bearing FBI and Department of Justice insignias screeched to a halt in front of the grand double doors.
Heavy tactical boots thudded against the marble porch as federal marshals swarmed into the grand foyer with authoritative precision.
Special Agent Miller stepped through the threshold, flashing his badge directly toward David and his visibly shaken wife.
“Mr. David Vance? We received an automated security alert and emergency asset forfeiture transmission from your corporate terminal,” Miller reported.
“You’re right on time, Agent. The primary suspect in an interstate human trafficking ring is standing right over there,” David replied calmly.
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Margaret scrambled backward up the stairs, hissing like a cornered animal as two armed marshals blocked her path.
“You can’t arrest me! I know senators! I own half the real estate in this county!” Margaret shrieked hysterically.
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