Chapter 23 - THE CHICAGO ARREST
Arthur Vance stood frozen beside his desk, his face draining of all color as federal agents kicked his weapon away.
"Sierra Vance, you lied to me!" Arthur shrieked, his arrogant composure completely shattering into frantic rage.
"I didn't lie, Arthur," Sierra corrected calmly, stepping back as agents placed heavy steel handcuffs on her uncle's wrists.
"I gave the evidence to the United States Department of Justice forty-eight hours before I landed in Chicago," she revealed.
Special Agent Marcus Vance—Rachel's brother—stepped forward, holding a federal arrest warrant stamped by a grand jury.
"Arthur Vance, you are under arrest for federal conspiracy, murder-for-hire, and interstate racketeering," Agent Marcus declared firmly.
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Arthur was led out of his grand mansion in heavy chains, surrounded by federal vehicles as news helicopters hovered overhead.
Sierra stood on the limestone porch, looking out at the cold waves of Lake Michigan, feeling justice finally reach her late husband.
