Chapter 16 - The Federal Transmission
The progress bar on the phone screen crawled forward at a agonizingly slow pace as the heavy 4K video file uploaded.
10%... 45%... 80%... Upload Complete.
Daniel slammed the phone down against his palm in victory, breathing a heavy sigh of relief into the dark cavern.
“It’s done,” Daniel said, looking at Clara with a tired, genuine smile.
“Federal agents in LA have the unedited dashcam footage, our GPS coordinates, and a complete statement of the conspiracy.”
“How long before they reach us?” Clara asked, pulling the wool blazer tighter around her shoulders against the damp cold.
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“Not long. Federal marshals don't mess around when corporate heirs and attempted assassinations are involved.”
Suddenly, the distant sound of rotor blades began to thrum through the heavy coastal air above the cliffs.
