Chapter 17

Inside a secure federal holding facility downtown, Julian sat alone on a stainless steel bench inside a sterile holding cell.
The charcoal grey suit was rumpled and stained, his silver tie discarded on the floor like a piece of worthless trash.
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He buried his face in his trembling hands, finally confronting the terrifying emptiness of the life he had built on lies.
Every offshore account was frozen, every corporate asset was seized, and every ally had vanished into the shadows.