Chapter 3: The House of Cards
Evelyn, the mother-in-law who had spent years crafting the perfect trap for Clara, suddenly realized the walls were closing in. She lunged for the briefcase, screaming, "These are forgeries! He’s trying to extort us!"
General Vance didn't even flinch. He simply caught her wrist with a grip of steel. "Madam, keep your hands off federal evidence."
The intimidation that Julian and Evelyn had wielded like a weapon for years suddenly felt like a children’s game. They were dealing with a man who had spent thirty years dismantling threats to national security. A bratty CEO and his socialite mother were nothing more than insects to him.
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"You took my daughter," the General said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "You made her feel small. You took her voice. You thought you were the predator. You didn't realize you were just fattening yourself up for the slaughter."
Julian looked at his phone, frantically trying to call his legal team, but the screen displayed: NO SERVICE. The General had deployed a signal jammer. They were completely disconnected from the world.
