Chapter 11 - Legal Teams Deliver Subpoenas Straight To The Kensington Estate
A sleek black federal SUV turned up the long, private gravel driveway of the Kensington country estate.
Two U.S. Marshals stepped out into the crisp morning air, carrying heavy leather briefcases filled with court documents.
They walked up the grand stone steps and pressed the heavy brass doorbell with authoritative persistence.
A trembling household assistant opened the door slightly, eyes wide with nervous apprehension and fear.
“We are here to serve formal federal subpoenas and asset seizure warrants to Arthur and Victoria Kensington,” the lead marshal announced.
The assistant stepped aside without a word, pointing toward the formal drawing room where the couple sat in despair.
The marshals marched across the Persian rug, placing the thick legal folios directly onto the mahogany coffee table.
“You are formally summoned to appear before the federal district court on multiple counts of wire fraud and conspiracy,” the marshal stated.
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Victoria stared at the documents as if they were venomous spiders crawling across her furniture.
“This is an outrage! I demand to speak to the attorney general of the United States this instant!” she shrieked.
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