Chapter 9 - Victoria Attempts A Desperate Legal Counterstrike From Jail
Inside the federal detention center in Brooklyn, Victoria sat across from her high-priced corporate defense attorney, her eyes red and swollen.
“There has to be a loop hole!” Victoria demanded, slamming her manicured hands onto the steel table between them in utter frustration.
“Claim I was forced! Claim Carter manipulated me! Offer them fifty million dollars from my mother’s private offshore trust in Panama!”
Her attorney leaned back in his folding chair, sighing deeply as he pulled a copy of the federal indictment from his leather briefcase.
“Victoria, the Van Doren family controls the banking system in Panama,” the attorney explained, his voice entirely devoid of hope.
“Every dollar you tried to move this morning was intercepted by their security team before it ever reached the international wire network.”
“Elena Van Doren didn't just catch you committing fraud... she documented every conversation you had in that mansion for eight months.”
Victoria slumped back in her hard plastic chair, staring blankly at the concrete wall of the visitation room as reality finally broke her spirit.
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She was facing twelve counts of wire fraud, conspiracy, and felony assault, with a minimum mandatory sentence of eighteen years without parole.
Her life of private jets, sapphire jewelry, and high-society galas was over, replaced forever by the grey walls of a federal penitentiary.
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