Chapter 7
Outside the auditorium, the evening news vans broadcasted live feeds to millions of homes across the United States.
Footsteps echoed sharply against the marble pavement as Richard Davidson was led into an unmarked federal vehicle in handcuffs.
His jet black suit was disheveled, his head ducked low to avoid the blinding glare of television camera flashes.
The once-untouchable corporate tycoon had been completely dismantled in less than twenty minutes of public testimony.
Social media platforms exploded with viral video clips of Emily's stage confrontation and her iconic declaration.
Hashtags celebrating her resilience and medical achievement trended at number one nationwide within an hour.
Inside a sleek black SUV parked across the street, Emily watched the live broadcast on a tablet screen with quiet detachment.
She closed the tablet lid, plunging the cabin into darkness save for the ambient glow of the city streetlights.
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"Are you ready to head to Boston, Dr. Davidson?" her driver asked politely from the front seat.
"Let's go home," Emily answered softly, leaning back against the leather headrest as the vehicle pulled into traffic.
