Chapter 7 - THE EVIDENCE ROOM REVELATION
Elena tapped the screen of her black smartphone, casting a secure holographic projection onto the polished glass coffee table.
Clear financial ledgers, offshore account transfers, and signed confession documents materialized in bright blue light.
"Is this the corporate restructuring you were so proud of, Jonathan? Selling classified grid data to foreign brokers?" she asked.
Jonathan stared at the projected documents, his face draining of all remaining color until he looked like a ghost.
"Where... where did you get those files? We scrubbed the primary servers clean," he stammered in absolute horror.
"You scrubbed the surface servers, but you forgot that family vaults keep permanent physical backups," Elena explained.
She crossed her arms over her royal blue satin gown, her posture radiating absolute authority and unyielding power.
"You destroyed my father's life work, assaulted me, and thought you could walk away wearing a designer suit," she added.
"I'm an American citizen! I have rights! You can't hold me here like a prisoner!" Jonathan yelled, his voice cracking.
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"You are a traitor to the economic security of the United States, and this room is your temporary cage," Elena retorted.
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