Chapter 12
The heavy oak doors of the boardroom burst open, and three federal agents in tactical windbreakers strode directly toward the head of the table. The lead agent flashed a federal badge with unyielding authority.
"Julian Sterling, you are under federal arrest for corporate securities fraud, money laundering, and obstruction of justice," the agent announced, pulling out a pair of steel handcuffs.
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Julian staggered backward, his charcoal grey suit jacket twisting as he tried to find an escape route among his paralyzed associates. "This is an outrage! I demand to speak with my legal counsel!"
"Your legal counsel is currently cooperating with federal prosecutors downtown," the agent replied coldly, snapping the handcuffs securely around Julian's wrists. "Step away from the table, Mr. Sterling."
