Chapter 7 - The Senator’s Threat
By noon, the news of Marcus Thorne’s arrest had dominated every major financial news network across the United States.
Thorne Capital’s stock plummeted sixty percent in morning trading, wiping out three billion dollars in market value within hours.
Khloe sat in her uncle’s private office at the hospital, sipping warm tea while a team of obstetricians monitored her baby.
The heavy oak door swept open, and Senator Richard Rossi walked into the room without knocking.
He was a tall, silver-haired man in a bespoke suit, carrying an aura of absolute political authority and cold menace.
Behind him stood two large men in dark suits, their hands folded neatly over their waists in a security posture.
“Mrs. Thorne,” Senator Rossi spoke, his voice deep and raspy from decades of whiskey and political backroom deals.
“My daughter Isabella is currently sitting in a holding cell because of your hospital’s security logs.”
“I suggest you hand over the primary server backups before this situation becomes extremely dangerous for you and your baby.”
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Dr. Vance stood up from his desk, stepping directly between the senator and his pregnant niece.
“You’re in my hospital, Richard,” Dr. Vance said coldly. “And you have zero authority here.”
