Chapter 6 - The Fall of Marcus VanceMarcus Vance thrashed his hands frantically against the table, his eyes darting toward his six armed security guards. "SECURITY! REMOVE THIS IMPOSTOR! HE IS UNSTABLE!"
Roman didn't draw a weapon. He stepped up to the head of the conference table, setting an encrypted tablet flat onto the wood, projecting high-definition digital documents onto the wall screens behind the stage.
The red typography lit up the silent boardroom:
FEDERAL HOMICIDE & ATTEMPTED MURDER INDICTMENTS — Issued at 5:00 PM today by the United States District Court for the Northern District of Illinois.
FORENSIC EVIDENCE: Intercepted audio calls and offshore bank wire transfers proving Marcus Vance paid two million dollars for the hit placed on Roman Vance forty-eight hours ago.
TRANSFER OF VANCE LOGISTICS EQUITY: Reverting one hundred percent of disputed maritime shares directly into The Megan & Leo Vance Protection Trust.
Marcus Vance let out a guttural, frantic shriek, reaching for a sidearm inside his coat.
THWIP!
Before Marcus’s finger could touch the holster, Victor fired a single suppressed round from the balcony, shattering Marcus’s right wrist and knocking him flat onto the carpeted floorboards.
"ARGH!" Marcus groaned in agony, clutching his bloody wrist.
BOOM!
The heavy side double doors were thrown open as thirty fully armed Federal Marshals and Chicago Police officers swept into the room, their weapons trained directly on Marcus's lieutenants.
"DROP YOUR WEAPONS! FEDERAL AGENTS!" the lead marshal bellowed.
CLICK. CLICK.
Heavy steel handcuffs locked around Marcus Vance’s wrists as he wept in total, groveling defeat, dragged away through the high brass doors in chains to face lifetime federal imprisonment without parole.
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Roman stepped up to the master microphone, wrapping his broad arm around my waist, pulling my body flush against his solid chest, looking out over the sea of Chicago's corporate elite.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Roman announced flatly. His baritone carried absolute, unyielding authority. "My wife, Donna Megan Vance, remains the sole, undisputed matriarch of the Vance Global Empire."
