Chapter 13 - THE BASEMENT APARTMENT
With their bank accounts frozen and their penthouse seized, Victoria and Julian were forced to rent a cramped basement apartment in Queens.
The smell of stale dampness and old radiator heat filled the tiny two-room unit as water dripped continuously from the bathroom sink.
Julian sat on a stained mattress, staring at the peeling wallpaper with hollow, lifeless eyes as reality set in.
"We still have the offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands," Julian whispered desperately, looking up at his mother.
"Those accounts were frozen this morning by the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Julian!" Victoria screamed, her voice cracking.
"That girl... that mother... she planned every step of this!" Victoria wept, burying her face in her age-spotted hands.
A sudden, loud knock rattled the thin wooden front door of the basement apartment, making them both jump in terror.
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Julian opened the door slowly, finding two FBI agents wearing dark suits and holding official badges standing in the hallway.
"Julian Sterling and Victoria Sterling, you are both under arrest for federal tax evasion and wire fraud," the lead agent announced.
