Chapter 6 - The Federal Raid At Dawn
At 6:00 a.m. the following morning, the quiet, manicured streets of Greenwich were shattered by the sound of sirens.
Four black armored SUVs tore through the iron gates of the Thorne estate, coming to a halt on the brick driveway.
Special Agent Miller stepped out of the lead vehicle, holding a federal search warrant signed by a federal judge two hours prior.
Inside the master bedroom, Marcus was frantically packing a leather duffel bag with bearer bonds and passports.
The door was thrown open, and six armed federal agents flooded the room with weapons raised.
“Marcus Thorne! Hands where we can see them!” Agent Miller commanded, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceilings.
Marcus froze, his hands trembling as he slowly raised them into the air, dropping the duffel bag onto the bed.
Downstairs, Khloe stood in the grand foyer, wearing a simple navy blue wool coat over her pregnant belly.
Beside her stood her uncle, Dr. Vance, and two corporate attorneys holding signed divorce petitions.
As the agents led Marcus down the stairs in steel handcuffs, he looked at Khloe with wild, desperate eyes.
“You ruined us, Khloe!” Marcus yelled, his voice cracking with rage. “You destroyed your own family!”
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“No, Marcus,” Khloe replied calmly, stepping aside as the officers led him out into the morning rain.
“You destroyed this family the moment you put a price tag on our child’s life.”
