Chapter 4: The Federal Trap
The wedding march turned into a funeral dirge for Vanessa’s life. As Catherine finished speaking, the heavy iron gates of the garden swung open. A phalanx of federal agents in tactical gear marched toward the altar.
Vanessa’s composure shattered. She lunged for the file on the table, trying to destroy the papers, but the lead agent caught her wrist with a force that brought her to her knees.
"Vanessa Kensington," the agent said, his voice clipped and professional. "You are under arrest for attempted murder, conspiracy to commit fraud, and obstruction of justice."
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The guests, once so eager to toast the happy couple, were now scrambling to leave, terrified of being associated with the fallout. Julian stood amidst the chaos, watching as the woman he had almost married was handcuffed and dragged away. She didn't beg for mercy; she screamed with the fury of a narcissist who had lost her grip on the world.
Catherine walked over to Julian, her hands shaking as she touched his face. "I’m sorry, Julian. I had to let it play out to catch her in the act."
