Chapter 9 - Interrogating corrupt board members inside a heavily guarded boardroom exposes an international pharmaceutical syndicate responsible for poisoning America most brilliant business leaders for decades.
Hours later, the luxurious boardroom on the third floor of the estate was transformed into an improvised federal interrogation center.
Agent Miller of the DOJ criminal division stood beside Julian, reviewing the encrypted financial ledgers recovered from Marcus's laptop.
Marcus and Genevieve sat across the mahogany table in heavy steel zip-ties, their arrogance completely shattered by the weight of federal indictments.
"The syndicate in Zurich paid you twenty million dollars a year to keep me paralyzed and sign off on the hostile takeover," Julian stated.
Julian sat upright in his wheelchair, his ash grey suit fitting him impeccably as the lingering numbness in his legs began to recede.
"You thought you could steal the Sterling logistics network and hand our shipping ports over to foreign cartels without resistance," Julian mocked.
"We were saving the company from your aggressive expansion policies, Julian; you were running the board into the ground," Marcus sneered bitterly.
"No, Marcus, you were executing orders for the pharmaceutical cartel that manufactured the poison used in my daily coffee," Julian countered coldly.
Agent Miller slammed a federal arrest warrant onto the mahogany surface, sliding it toward the trembling traitors with an air of finality.
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"You're facing ninety years in a federal penitentiary without the possibility of parole," Miller informed them without a trace of sympathy.
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