Chapter 7
Back at the private military estate in Virginia, General Harrison Vance reviewed security briefings in his study. The American flag fluttered gently outside the tall glass windows, symbolizing the restoration of order and honor.
Chloe walked into the study carrying a cup of steaming black coffee, handing it to her father with a respectful nod. "The prosecutors are offering Beatrice a reduced sentence if she turns state's evidence against her co-conspirators," Chloe noted.
"Let her talk; corruption runs deep in those corporate circles, and I want every single rat exposed," Harrison growled. "My forensic audit team is already digging into the secondary shell companies registered in Delaware," Chloe added.
Harrison smiled proudly, looking at his daughter with immense admiration for her fierce intelligence and resilience. "You survived their worst, Chloe, and you turned their own weapons back against them," Harrison praised warmly.
"Survival was just the first step, Dad; now we ensure they never have the power to hurt anyone ever again," Chloe vowed. Her smartphone buzzed against the wooden desk, displaying an encrypted notification from an anonymous source.
She picked up the device, her dark eyes narrowing as she read the encrypted sender's identification tag. "What is it, Chloe?" Harrison asked, noticing the subtle shift in her micro-expressions.
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"It seems Julian had a silent partner in Zurich who is frantically trying to liquidate his remaining Swiss accounts," Chloe revealed. Harrison stood up from his leather chair, buttoning his navy blue uniform jacket with military precision.
"Then I suppose we have a flight to catch to Geneva tonight," Harrison stated with chilling calm.
