Chapter 9 - THE COLLAPSE OF THE ARROGANT MAN
"Mr. Jonathan Sterling, you are under federal arrest for high treason, corporate espionage, and attempted murder," Vance declared.
Two federal marshals rushed into the private room, grabbing Jonathan by both arms before he could protest.
"Get your hands off me! Do you know who I am?! I demand my phone call!" Jonathan screamed, thrashing violently.
The marshals paid zero attention to his frantic shouts, slamming steel handcuffs onto his wrists with a sharp snap.
They forced him down onto his knees on the carpeted floor, pressing his face toward the elegant baseboards.
Jonathan's charcoal grey suit was ruined, covered in dust and glass shards from his earlier clumsy stumble.
Elena looked down at him with a look of profound detachment, her emotions completely restrained and cinematic.
"Take him to the federal holding facility in downtown Washington; make sure his communications are completely blocked," Vance ordered.
"Understood, Director," the lead marshal replied, hauling Jonathan roughly to his feet.
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As he was dragged backward out of the room, Jonathan cast one final, venomous glare toward Elena.
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