Chapter 13 - The Fall Of The CFO
Arthur’s face instantly lost every drop of its color as the other board members gasped, reaching for the documents I had thrown.
The papers contained complete wire transfer records linking Arthur’s private accounts directly to Evelyn’s Cayman offshore trust.
It also contained an audio recording obtained by the FBI an hour ago from Evelyn’s jail cell confession.
Faced with twenty years in federal prison, Evelyn had cracked under questioning and turned state’s evidence against her husband and brother-in-law.
“This is a lie! This is a smear campaign!” Arthur shouted, jumping out of his chair and knocking his coffee mug to the carpet.
“You’re an old, paranoid man who lost his mind over a young mistress!”
The heavy double doors of the boardroom swung open, and four federal agents stepped inside, accompanied by two armed city marshals.
“Arthur Miller, you are under arrest for federal wire fraud, corporate conspiracy, and attempted murder,” the lead agent declared.
Arthur backed away toward the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, looking frantically at the board members who refused to meet his gaze.
“Thomas! You built this company with me!” Arthur screamed as the agents grabbed his arms and forced him down onto the table.
“I gave you fifteen years of my life! You gave all the profits to your spoiled daughter while I got peanuts!”
“I paid you a fair salary, Arthur,” I said coldly as the steel cuffs clicked over his wrists.
“You chose to turn yourself into a criminal because your greed outweighed your honor.”
The agents hauled Arthur out of the boardroom, his loud curses echoing down the long hallway until the elevator doors closed.
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I turned back to the remaining board members, whose faces were completely pale with shock and awe.
“Now,” I said, sitting down in my chair at the head of the table. “Let’s talk about restoring Vance Logistics.”
