Chapter 20 - VISITING THE DEVIL
The following afternoon, David walked down the cold, sterile hallway of the Fairfield County Correction Facility.
A heavy steel door unlocked with a loud buzz, allowing him into a small visitation room split by thick bulletproof glass.
Chloe sat on the other side of the glass, wearing a bright orange jumpsuit, her dark hair pulled back into a messy ponytail.
Despite being imprisoned, her face carried a grotesque, triumphant smirk as she picked up the black telephone receiver.
David picked up his receiver, holding it to his ear while glaring at the woman who had terrorized his entire family.
"Did Arthur Vance give you the good news, darling?" Chloe mocked through the glass, her voice dripping with venomous joy.
"You think forty million dollars is going to buy your way out of a mass attempted murder charge?" David asked coldly.
"Forty million dollars buys the best defense attorneys in the United States, David," Chloe replied with unbridled arrogance.
"In six months, my legal team will reduce my charges to a minor misdemeanor, and I will walk into your mother's house as the owner," she bragged.
"My mother will burn this house to the ground before she ever hands the keys over to you, Chloe," David warned firmly.
Chloe leaned close to the bulletproof glass, her dark eyes narrowing into two slits of pure, calculating malice.
"Tell Margaret that if she signs the transfer this week, I'll sign a non-prosecution agreement regarding your father's corporate crimes," Chloe offered.
"What corporate crimes?" David asked, his heart beating violently against his ribs.
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"Your father didn't just steal from his brother, David... he murdered Harrison's first wife to cover up the theft," Chloe revealed with a laugh.
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