Chapter 14 - Cameron Learns The True Cost Of His Arrogance
Inside the damp, cavernous industrial warehouse on 11th Avenue, Cameron was shoved violently onto his knees before a steel chair.
He looked up, trembling in terror as Dante Vance stepped out of the shadows with a cold, unreadable expression on his face.
“D-Dante! Please! This is all a misunderstanding! I was just looking for my fiancée!” Cameron stammered hysterically.
Dante walked slowly toward him, resting his hand casually on the back of the steel chair before looking down with absolute disgust.
“She isn't your fiancée, Cameron. And you aren't looking for a lost love; you’re looking for a victim you can no longer control,” Dante said.
“You can’t do this! My uncle is a federal prosecutor! He’ll lock you away for twenty years!” Cameron screamed in absolute panic.
“Your uncle received his own federal indictment for corruption three hours ago,” Dante replied coldly, tossing a federal fax onto the floor.
Cameron stared at the official Department of Justice seal, the horrifying reality of his total destruction crashing over his soul.
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“Please... just let me go. I’ll leave New York forever. I’ll never mention Nora’s name again,” Cameron sobbed into the concrete.
“Too late, Cameron. Justice doesn't negotiate with cowards who prey on the defenseless,” Dante signaled his men to haul him away.
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