Chapter 10 - The Interrogation Of Vivian In Federal Custody
In a windowless interrogation room at the Metropolitan Detention Center, Agent Harrison sat across from Vivian. He slid a stack of bank statements and encrypted email logs across the metal table, watching her composure deteriorate.
"Your offshore accounts in Zurich have been frozen by federal order," Agent Harrison said, leaning forward on his elbows. "Your co-conspirators in Chicago are currently being rounded up by federal marshals as we speak."
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Vivian’s smug expression finally vanished, replaced by the pale terror of a trapped predator with nowhere left to run. "I want a plea deal," she whispered, her hands shaking as she clutched her plastic cup of water.
"You don't get a deal for what you did to that child," Harrison replied coldly, closing his notebook.
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