Chapter 10 - The Mysterious Emerald Gown Woman Meets Federal Agents
Clara Vance sat comfortably in a leather booth at an upscale 24-hour diner in upstate New York, sipping hot black coffee.
She wore a simple trench coat over her emerald green gown, her expression completely serene despite the pouring rain outside.
The front door of the diner chimed loudly as two federal agents in dark tactical windbreakers walked into the warm interior.
Agent Vance led the way straight to her booth, flashing his gold shield before sliding onto the vinyl seat opposite her.
“Clara Vance, I presume?” Agent Vance asked, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the woman who had triggered the massive raid.
Clara smiled faintly, setting her coffee cup down without a single trace of fear or hesitation in her posture.
“You took longer than I expected, Agent Vance,” Clara replied smoothly, sliding a flash drive across the Formica table.
“Everything you need to convict Garrison of tax evasion, wire fraud, and identity theft is right there on that drive.”
Agent Vance picked up the silver micro-drive, his eyebrows raising in surprise as he evaluated her cooperative demeanor.
May you like
“And why are you handing over your own co-conspirator so easily, Ms. Vance?” Vance questioned with professional skepticism.
“Because Garrison tried to pin the entire forty-million-dollar deficit on me,” Clara answered, her voice hardening with venom.
Related Stories
