Chapter 20
Chloe reached slowly into her jacket pocket, her fingers closing securely around the encrypted master flash drive containing every single financial file she had downloaded from the vault. "I didn't come here to join your pathetic syndicate, I came here to deliver your execution notice," Chloe stated coldly, her voice ringing out with crystal-clear authority across the empty warehouse. With a swift, calculated motion, she tossed a small satellite transmitter onto the concrete floor at her feet, broadcasting the live GPS coordinates of the warehouse directly to every federal law enforcement server in Washington D.C. Sirens began wailing in the distance as dozens of black-and-white police cruisers and federal tactical units converged rapidly on the pier from all directions. The syndicate leader's arrogant smile vanished instantly, replaced by a sudden, paralyzing mask of panic as he realized his trap had just been turned into a permanent federal cage.
