Chapter 15 - Brenda Tries To Beg Mark For Salvation In Vain
While Mark sat in a holding cell at the Columbus federal detention center, Brenda was brought in through a separate intake door. Federal agents had tracked her down to a downtown hotel where she was packing her designer luggage to flee Ohio. She wore her rumpled silk blouse and handcuffs, her eyes red-rimmed and swollen from hours of hysterical crying. The guards placed her in a holding booth just two cells down from Mark’s maximum-security processing block.
When Mark was led down the concrete corridor in his orange jumpsuit, he spotted Brenda through the reinforced glass partition. His face contorted into a mask of pure, murderous rage as he lunged forward against the steel bars.
"You stupid, incompetent bitch!" Mark roared, startling the armed guards standing nearby. "You left your underwear in my car! You started this entire disaster!"
Brenda burst into hysterical tears, pressing her palms against the glass partition as she stared at her ruined lover. "Me? You were the one who kept sloppy records! You promised we would be safe in the Cayman Islands!" she shrieked back.
"Safe? I'm facing thirty years in federal prison because you couldn't keep your clothes on and your mouth shut!" Mark cursed viciously. The guards stepped between the cells, pushing Mark back with heavy riot shields while telling Brenda to shut her trap.
The toxic foundation of their illicit affair had dissolved instantly under the harsh spotlight of criminal accountability. They didn't love each other; they were parasites using one another until the host body finally fought back. Mark slumped down against the concrete wall of his cell, staring blankly at the cold, gray floor.
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His multi-million-dollar empire, his high-society status, and his freedom were gone forever, traded for a cheap affair. He had thrown away a devoted wife who built his empire from scratch for a secretary who betrayed him at the first sign of trouble.
Up in her suburban guest bedroom, Ofelia was busy packing her own suitcases before federal marshals arrived to seize the house. The entire Coleman family dynasty was collapsing like a house of cards in a hurricane.
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