Chapter 8 - The DeLuca Family Boardroom Declares Open War
The morning sun cast long, sharp shadows across the mahogany conference table on the fiftieth floor of DeLuca Tower.
Marcus DeLuca sat at the head of the table, flanked by three high-priced corporate defense attorneys from New York.
The doors swung open, and Luca walked in alone, wearing a charcoal suit and carrying a thick leather portfolio.
"You think a public stunt at a charity gala gives you control of the board, Luca?" Marcus sneered bitterly.
"The majority of the voting shares are still locked in the family legacy trust managed by my committee."
Luca tossed his portfolio onto the center of the table, the heavy leather thud echoing in the sterile room.
"Your committee doesn't exist anymore, Marcus," Luca said calmly, pulling out a stamped federal document.
"The federal prosecutor seized your personal offshore accounts in Zurich and the Cayman Islands at midnight."
One of the New York defense attorneys grabbed the document, scanning the legal language with growing alarm.
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"This... this is an emergency asset forfeiture order under the Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act," the lawyer stammered.
"Your uncle used family corporate funds to pay off hospital administrators and silence witnesses eight years ago," Luca explained flatly.
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