Chapter 14
Before Arthur could comprehend Julian's words, the heavy floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooking the city shattered violently.
Two stun grenades crashed through the glass, exploding in blinding flashes of white light and deafening booms.
The bodyguards cried out in shock, dropping their weapons as intense smoke filled the executive office.
Marcus reacted instantly, tackling the nearest guard and disarming him with a swift, practiced combination.
Julian lunged across the glass desk, grabbing his father by the lapels of his expensive Italian suit.
Arthur coughed hysterically, clutching at Julian's coat as smoke filled his lungs.
Through the shattered windows, four heavily armed tactical officers clad in black Swiss SWAT gear rappelled down from a hovering helicopter.
"Police! Nobody move! Hands in the air!" the tactical commander shouted through a megaphone.
Swiss federal agents swarmed the penthouse, pinning Arthur's bodyguards to the marble floor in seconds.
A senior Swiss prosecutor stepped through the smoke, holding a formal international extradition warrant signed by a U.S. federal judge.
"Arthur Vance," the prosecutor announced in clear, stern tones.
"You are under arrest for international fraud, money laundering, and conspiracy to commit murder."
Arthur stared at his son in utter horror as heavy steel cuffs were clamped around his wrists.
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"You betrayed your own blood!" Arthur spat out, his voice trembling with furious indignation.
"You were never my family," Julian replied coldly, stepping back as the officers dragged Arthur away.
