Chapter 15 - Julian Sits Powerless In A Cold Holding Cell

Julian Vance sat alone on a cold concrete bench in a sterile federal holding cell, staring blankly at the floor.
His designer suit was replaced by a coarse orange jumpsuit, stripping away every shred of his high-society identity.
No lawyers answered his emergency calls, and his former mistresses and associates refused to acknowledge his existence.
He realized too late that his entire life, wealth, and status had been built on foundations he neither earned nor understood.
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The arrogant man who had struck his pregnant wife hours ago was now reduced to a shivering, forgotten inmate.
Karma had delivered its unappealable verdict without a single ounce of mercy or hesitation.
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