Chapter 8 - Victoria’s Desperate Escape Toward The Private Elevators
Realizing she had no legal leverage left, Victoria spun around and sprinted toward the private elevator foyer.
She slammed her manicured palm against the stainless-steel call button repeatedly with frantic desperation.
“Open the door! Let me out of here right now!” she screamed, tears of rage blurring her vision.
The brass elevator doors remained sealed tight, locked remotely by the penthouse’s master security override system.
Heavy footfalls echoed behind her as two professional security agents stepped out from the hallway shadows.
Victoria whipped around, pressing her back against the cool metal doors like a trapped animal cornered by hunters.
“Don't touch me! I demand to speak with my attorney before anyone lays a hand on me!” she shrieked hysterically.
The security agents ignored her protests, stepping forward with professional detachment and precise military training.
“Ms. Victoria Sterling, you are detained under federal warrants for grand larceny and corporate conspiracy,” the lead agent stated.
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They clamped heavy steel handcuffs securely around her wrists, cutting off her furious screams of protest.
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