Chapter 8 - Federal Agents Raid The Mansion Now
Heavy sirens wailed outside the wrought-iron estate gates, cutting through the damp night air with urgent, flashing blue lights.
Instead of local police, three black tactical suburban vehicles bearing federal insignia rolled directly across the manicured front lawn.
Armed federal agents in heavy body armor poured out of the vehicles, surrounding the perimeter and storming through the front doors.
“Federal Bureau of Investigation! Nobody move!” shouted the lead agent, holding a signed warrant high above his head.
Adrian tried to stand up again, pointing frantically toward the federal officer in charge with a desperate look of relief.
“Agent! Thank God! These men broke into my home and assaulted me! Arrest them immediately for violent trespassing!” Adrian shouted.
The federal agent ignored Adrian completely, walking past him to stop respectfully in front of Julian Vance.
“Good evening, Mr. Vance; we’ve secured the offshore accounts and frozen all corporate assets as requested,” the agent reported crisply.
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Adrian’s jaw dropped so low it seemed unhinged, staring at the federal officer as the world he knew collapsed around him.
“What... what did you just say?” Adrian whispered, looking from the agent back to Evelyn sitting quietly in the velvet armchair.
