Chapter 12 - THE US FLAG'S WITNESS
Jack walked over to the framed US flag mounted on the conservatory wall, straightening its wooden frame with quiet respect.
"My brothers and I fought under that flag so citizens wouldn't have to live in fear of untouchable corporate monarchs," Jack said quietly.
The gathered guests watched the rugged father in reverent silence, recognizing the authentic patriotism behind his actions.
"You used your wealth to subvert constitutional rights, trampling over innocent lives for corporate expansion," Jack continued, addressing the room.
The framed flag seemed to catch the emergency lights, casting a brilliant crimson reflection across Jack's weathered face.
"No dynasty is above the law of the United States, and no amount of money can buy immunity from justice," Jack declared firmly.
The daughter stepped up beside her father, gently resting her hand against his leather-clad arm.
"It's time to go home, Dad," she whispered, her voice steady and filled with a peace she hadn't felt in years.
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Jack nodded, pulling the secure satellite communicator from his pocket to signal the breach team outside.
"Stand by for tactical extraction," Jack spoke into the secure mic, his voice carrying absolute authority.
