Chapter 6 - Tyler Scrambles For Help Among Corrupt Officials
Back in his luxury apartment, Tyler paced frantically across the Persian rug while calling every political contact he knew.
“I want that video scrubbed from every platform in Illinois by midnight!” Tyler shouted into his phone receiver.
“Mr. Harrington, nobody in tech or law enforcement is willing to touch a story involving Vincent DeLuca,” a stressed voice replied.
“He’s just a businessman with a violent reputation! Surely the city attorney can issue an injunction!” Tyler argued desperately.
“The city attorney won't even take our calls, Tyler,” the voice sighed before abruptly disconnecting the line.
Vanessa sat on the velvet sofa, glaring daggers at the man she had agreed to marry less than an hour ago.
“You told me your family name carried weight in this city,” Vanessa snapped, crossing her arms tightly.
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“It does! This is just a temporary setback caused by a freak coincidence!” Tyler lied, sweat beading on his forehead.
He realized with sinking dread that his social standing was unraveling faster than a cheap sweater.
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