Chapter 8 - Federal Agents Lead Daniel And Victoria Out In Leg Irons
The heavy double doors of the penthouse opened wide, and four federal marshals marched inside with heavy steel leg irons.
Daniel was pulled to his feet, his expensive custom suit rumpled, his face reflecting the bitter shame of his complete destruction.
Victoria was fitted with heavy handcuffs, weeping uncontrollably as her designer shoes scraped against the polished marble floor.
“You’ll never get away with this, Sophia!” Victoria screamed hysterically as marshals guided her toward the private elevator.
“I am already away, Victoria,” Sophia’s digital voice answered calmly from the wall screen as the elevator doors closed.
“And the federal maximum-security prison in Colorado will be your home for the rest of your natural lives.”
Elena watched them leave, feeling a massive wave of tension lift from her chest as the apartment finally grew quiet and peaceful.
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Agent Ross stayed behind to oversee the final secure data transfers, saluting the smart screen before turning to Elena.
“The building is fully secured, ma’am. No unauthorized signals can enter or leave this penthouse tonight,” Ross reported.
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