Chapter 12 - Chase Tries To Escape Through The Private Beach Exit

While the marshals secured the front entrance, Chase made a desperate dash toward the rear glass doors.
He sprinted across the moonlit lawn, heading down the wooden boardwalk toward the private beach on the Atlantic.
He reached the dunes, his expensive dress shoes sinking deep into the wet sand as he struggled to run.
Suddenly, the beam of a high-powered spotlight cut through the darkness, illuminating his frantic escape route.
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Two federal agents stepped out from behind a beach cabana, blocking his path with shotguns drawn.
“End of the line, Mr. Miller. Drop to your knees and put your hands behind your head,” the agent commanded.
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