Chapter 9 - THE CONSTITUTIONAL SHOWDOWN
Julian stood up slowly, his charcoal suit pristine as he faced the powerful politician without a single trace of fear. He walked over to his mahogany desk, picking up a heavy brass key featuring an eagle crest.
"Senator Sterling, you forget that this estate operates under private federal diplomatic immunity granted to my family's foundation," Julian stated clearly. "You have no jurisdiction on this property, and your daughter is currently under citizen's arrest for attempted kidnapping and medical fraud."
Senator Sterling laughed mockingly, taking a step closer to the desk. "You think a dead girl’s memory can stand against my political influence in Washington?"
Evelyn stood up from the sofa, her posture rigid and her posture radiating absolute authority. She walked over to the framed American flag hanging on the study wall, reaching behind its heavy wooden frame.
"You always were arrogant, Senator," Evelyn said, her voice dropping into the cold tone she had used during her corporate days. "You forgot that my father hid the primary server key in plain sight inside this very room."
She pulled out a small silver drive that had been concealed behind the flag's brass mounting plate for five long years. She held it up, allowing the morning sunlight to catch its metallic surface.
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Senator Sterling’s confident expression instantly collapsed into sheer panic. He looked at the drive, his face draining of all color.
"That drive contains the complete ledger of your offshore accounts, your bribes to state judges, and the order you signed to sabotage my vehicle," Evelyn revealed with cold satisfaction.
