Chapter 17 - Daniel Hits Rock Bottom In A Cheap Motel Room
Released on a strict federal pre-trial bail agreement requiring GPS ankle monitoring, Daniel stayed in a decrepit motel in Queens.
The room smelled of stale cigarette smoke and mold, featuring a flickering neon sign outside the window that buzzed through the night.
He sat on the edge of the sagging mattress, wearing a stained gray sweatshirt, staring blankly at a small television screen.
A financial news broadcast displayed a glowing feature story celebrating Elise Vance as one of the top entrepreneurs of the year.
The screen showed footage of her stepping out of a sleek black car, looking radiant, powerful, and completely liberated.
Daniel reached out with a trembling hand, touching the glass screen as if he could somehow reach back into his former life of luxury.
He had possessed everything a man could ever want—wealth, status, a brilliant wife, and a magnificent home—and he destroyed it all.
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He had let his arrogance and his mother’s petty cruelty poison the only real treasure he had ever been given.
Now, he was entirely alone, facing a twenty-year federal prison sentence with no one left in the world to mourn his fall.
