Chapter 8 - Catherine’s Secret Accomplice Tries To Silence The Patriarch
Back in the subterranean vault, Richard panicked, swinging the barrel of his pistol away from Charlotte and toward the intercom console.
“Shut down that broadcast right now, or I’ll blow this entire vault to kingdom come!” Richard screamed frantically.
Before he could pull the trigger, Charlotte lunged forward with the speed and agility of a trained operative.
She slammed her heavy canvas tote directly into Richard’s wrist, sending the silver-barreled pistol clattering across the stone floor.
Richard roared in pain, grabbing her by the collar of her blouse and shoving her backward against a towering filing cabinet.
“You think a little street fighting can stop fifty years of corporate dominance?” Richard snarled, raising his fist to strike her.
Suddenly, a loud metallic crash echoed from the archive entrance as heavy security boots stormed down the staircase.
“Federal marshals! Drop your weapon and put your hands behind your head!” Agent Miller commanded, aiming his rifle squarely at Richard.
Richard froze, realizing his multi-billion-dollar empire had completely crumbled around him in a matter of minutes.
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He slowly raised his hands, dropping to his knees as heavy steel handcuffs clamped onto his wrists with a sharp snap.
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