Chapter 16 - Setting A Dangerous Trap For The Corporate Conspirator
Agent Miller leaned over the mahogany desk, formulating a tactical plan to capture Richard Vance. "If he thinks the physical ledgers are still hidden in your attic, he will come back himself," the agent proposed.
"How do you know he'll come personally?" Alejandro asked, crossing his arms skeptically. "Because Richard is a narcissist who doesn't trust hired thugs with his ultimate insurance policy," Agent Miller explained.
"We will leak a fake encrypted message through an anonymous burner phone claiming the ledgers are secured in downtown Chicago," I suggested. "And we will let him walk right into a federal trap," Alejandro finished, his jaw set in grim determination.
We coordinated with the FBI cybercrime division to transmit the encrypted GPS coordinates to a private industrial warehouse. The warehouse was outfitted with high-definition security cameras, thermal sensors, and tactical federal teams positioned in the rafters.
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I sat in the command vehicle parked three blocks away, staring at the live video monitors on the dashboard. My mother was resting safely under armed federal guard inside our suburban estate twenty miles away.
The digital clock on the dashboard clicked toward midnight as a black town car pulled up outside the dark warehouse.
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