Chapter 15 - The Final Bell
The wailing sirens from above grew steadily louder, vibrating through the damp limestone walls of the cistern as federal backup poured into the church catacombs. Flashlights cut through the lingering smoke, illuminating the handcuffed figures of Richard, Clara, Dr. Marcus, and Monsignor Thomas as they were led away by armed officers toward the surface.
Detective Miller stood near the exit tunnel, wiping soot from his trench coat while handing the master ledger and the silver briefcase over to a senior federal prosecutor.
“Every account, every offshore routing number, every forged death certificate—it’s all here,” Miller reported firmly. “The entire syndicate is dismantled.”
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