Chapter 10 - Brad's Ultimate Despair Inside The Federal Holding Cell
In a dark, concrete holding cell at the DC District Detention Center, Brad sat on a narrow metal bench in orange scrubs.
His former life of luxury suits, corporate power, and high-society prestige was completely gone, replaced by absolute ruin.
His legal team informed him that General Vance had already agreed to a plea deal, placing full blame on Brad for the virus.
Brad buried his face in his hands, weeping uncontrollably as he recalled the moment he shoved Chloe onto the plaza pavement.
He had thought she was just an abused, helpless employee he could stomp on to assert his corporate dominance.
Instead, she was the highest authority in defense security, carrying the evidence that would keep him in prison forever.
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Every time he closed his eyes, he heard the screeching tires of the G-Wagon and her voice declaring his catastrophic mistake.
He was left with nothing but his shame, his isolation, and forty long years of federal imprisonment ahead of him.
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