Chapter 17 - The Legal Trap Closing In Around Victoria’s Cold Neck
Inside the federal holding facility across town, Victoria sat in a sterile, fluorescent-lit interrogation room.
Her expensive designer suit was replaced by a standard orange jumpsuit, and her hair was disheveled and unstyled.
The door swung open, and her high-priced defense attorney slid into the metal chair across from her with a grim expression.
“The prosecutor just added three new felony counts of international money laundering and conspiracy,” her lawyer stated flatly.
“Get me a bail hearing! I want to speak to the federal judge immediately!” Victoria demanded, slamming her cuffed hands down.
“There is no bail, Victoria; the judge classified you as an extreme flight risk with zero remaining assets,” her lawyer replied.
Victoria’s eyes widened in sheer horror as she realized her legal team was abandoning her sinking ship.
“You can’t quit! My family name still carries weight in this city!” Victoria shrieked in denial.
“Your family name now belongs exclusively to Samantha Vance, and your accounts are completely frozen,” her lawyer walked out.
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The heavy steel door slammed shut behind him, leaving Victoria entirely alone in her cold, inescapable reality.
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