Chapter 8 - Escorting a disgraced corporate tyrant out of her own luxurious mansion in handcuffs while local news cameras capture every humiliating moment live.
Federal agents marched directly into the modern kitchen, their heavy boots stepping firmly across the polished hardwood floors.
"Eleanor Montgomery, you are under arrest for federal wire fraud, interstate trust embezzlement, and extortion," the lead agent stated clearly.
Steel handcuffs gleamed under the bright recessed kitchen lights as agents gripped Eleanor's wrists behind her back.
"Take your hands off me! Do you know who I am? I own half the real estate developers in this county!" Eleanor screamed furiously.
Her expensive coiffed grey hair came undone, strands falling across her twisted face as she was dragged past the kitchen island.
Clara watched quietly from the hallway archway, holding the sleeping infant safely against her chest as justice finally arrived.
Paparazzi and local news vans, tipped off by police scanners, had already gathered outside the security gates with flashing camera strobes.
Eleanor was bundled into the back of the marked federal cruiser, shielding her face from the blinding lights of media cameras.
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The front doors of the estate closed shut behind the agents, sealing the ignominious exit of a petty suburban tyrant forever.
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