Chapter 21
By three o'clock in the morning, a team of twenty federal agents raided the Vance penthouse overlooking Central Park.
Arthur Vance sat in his library study under the small American flag, sipping his scotch in total silence.
He did not resist as Agent Miller placed heavy steel handcuffs around his aristocratic wrists.
"Arthur Vance, you are under arrest for racketeering, wire fraud, and conspiracy to commit murder," Miller declared.
Arthur looked up at the wall mirror, where Clara stood quietly watching from the hallway doorway.
"You destroyed your own bloodline, Clara," Arthur said coldly as he was marched past her.
"You traded a dynasty for a moral victory."
Clara looked her father dead in the eye, her posture unbent, her dark hair wet from the rain.
"I didn't destroy our bloodline, Dad," Clara replied with chilling authority.
"I saved my child from becoming a monster like you."
Arthur was led down the private elevator, his legacy ending in steel cuffs and public shame.
Clara walked into the library study, taking her seat behind the massive mahogany desk for the first time as CEO.
She picked up the small American flag from the mantelpiece, setting it neatly beside her computer monitor.
Her smartphone chimed on the desk, displaying a encrypted notification from an untraceable satellite network.
May you like
She opened the message, expecting a court update from Prosecutor Jenkins.
Instead, a chilling message appeared on the screen, written in crude, bold letters that made her blood run cold.
