Chapter 8 - The Boardroom Ambush
The following morning, the top floor of the Chicago Financial Center was buzzing with corporate executives in expensive suits.
Arthur Sterling, a sixty-year-old man with slicked-back silver hair and gold cufflinks, sat at the head of the boardroom table.
"Where is David Vance?" Sterling demanded impatiently, checking his Rolex watch. "We were supposed to sign the merger papers ten minutes ago!"
The heavy double doors of the boardroom swung open, and David walked in, flanked by two armed federal marshals.
"The merger is canceled, Arthur," David announced loudly, his voice echoing across the silent, glass-walled room.
"What is the meaning of this outrage?!" Sterling shouted, standing up and slamming his hands onto the polished conference table.
David tossed a heavy binder full of financial documents directly onto the table, right in front of Sterling's face.
"These are the forensic audit reports proving you embezzled forty million dollars from Richard Harrison's children," David stated clearly.
"And these gentlemen are federal marshals carrying an arrest warrant for attempted murder," David added, pointing at the officers.
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Sterling's face turned completely ghost-white as the marshals moved in, pulling his arms behind his back and snapping steel handcuffs onto his wrists.
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