Chapter 13 - Victoria Visits Chicago In Disguise To Watch Daniel Fall
Thursday evening draped a blanket of heavy fog over the glittering skyline of downtown Chicago as a black sedan parked near Michigan Avenue.
Victoria stepped out onto the damp pavement wearing a wide-brimmed dark hat, large designer sunglasses, and a trench coat.
She looked like just another grieving widow mourning from afar, but her eyes burned with the fierce focus of an apex predator.
Standing across the street from the federal courthouse, she watched Daniel walk out flanked by two high-priced defense attorneys.
Microphones flashed under camera lights as reporters shouted aggressive questions about the federal asset freeze and embezzlement charges.
“Mr. Cole! Are the allegations regarding Sterling Real Estate true?” shouted a female journalist from the Chicago Tribune.
Daniel kept his head down, shoving past the media blockade without uttering a single word to the flashing cameras.
Victoria stood in the shadows of a concrete pillar, watching the man she had loved and trusted for nine years crumble completely.
He looked smaller, weaker, and desperately panicked—a hollow shell of the arrogant husband who had laughed over her closed coffin.
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“How does it feel to watch him burn?” Marcus asked softly, stepping up beside her with an umbrella.
“It feels like watching garbage take itself out to the curb,” Victoria replied without blinking an eye.
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