Chapter 14 - The Return of the Architect
The silence that followed the opening of the limousine door was absolute. Even the roaring fire in the west wing seemed to quiet down as Arthur Pendelton walked slowly across the gravel driveway, his posture immaculate, not a single hair out of place, as if he had merely stepped out of a boardroom meeting rather than a federal detention van ten minutes prior.
Victoria Vance stumbled forward from the group of evacuating board members, her face contorted with shock and fury.
"Arthur?" Victoria gasped, pointing a shaking finger at him.
"How... how are you here? The federal task force took you into custody!"
Arthur paused, resting his left hand lightly on the silver handle of his umbrella. He looked at the matriarch with a calm, almost paternal indulgence.
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"Jurisdictional technicalities, Victoria," Arthur replied smoothly, his voice carrying effortle
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