Chapter 10 - THE MIAMI MARINA CONFRONTATION
Rain lashed against the polished wooden deck of the luxury yacht anchored at the private Miami marina.
Dr. Robert Sterling, a seventy-year-old man in a linen suit, rushed down the dock carrying two heavy silver suitcases.
Before he could step onto the gangplank, three black SUVs pulled up, blocking every exit with blinding headlights.
Ethan, Clara, and Julian stepped out into the rain, accompanied by four armed private security officers.
"Dr. Sterling! Drop the bags and keep your hands where we can see them!" Ethan commanded in a boom of authority.
Dr. Sterling froze, dropping his suitcases as his face drained of color under the harsh glare of the halogen lights.
"Clara... Julian... please, I was forced into it!" Dr. Sterling stammered frantically, stepping back against the boat railing.
"Beatrice threatened to ruin my medical license twenty years ago if I didn't help her!" the doctor sobbed in terror.
"You took my newborn baby and told me she was dead for money!" Clara shouted above the roaring rain.
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Two federal marshals stepped out from the lead SUV, producing an arrest warrant for international human trafficking.
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