Chapter 4: The Collapse of the Elite
The room devolved into chaos. The senator tried to shove his way to a side exit, only to find the heavy doors had been bolted from the outside by the very security team that now stood down, awaiting instructions from the incoming federal tactical units.
"My career," the hedge fund manager whispered, his face gray as he stared at his phone, which showed his company’s stock plummeting to zero as the public consumed the leaked financial records.
Evelyn Sterling stood in the center of the foyer, the brass remote still clutched in her hand. The power that had made her feel invincible now felt like a lead weight. She looked at Maya, who was watching the scene with the cold satisfaction of a woman who had finally balanced the scales.
"Why?" Evelyn screamed. "You ruined your life for this! You’re going to jail for trespassing, for wiretapping!"
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"I’m an authorized agent of the Justice Department, Evelyn," Maya replied calmly. "And you? You’re the star witness in the trial of the century. The FBI is at the gates. They have the search warrants. They have the video evidence. They have... you."
The sound of sirens finally cut through the Connecticut night, hundreds of them, surrounding the estate. The lights of the police cruisers danced against the walls of the mansion, turning the opulent foyer into a kaleidoscope of red and blue. The trap was sprung, and the "untouchables" were being touched by the law.
