Chapter 15 - The Final Echo
Marcus stood at the end of the hallway, a chilling, dead smile playing across his lips. In his left hand, he casually tossed a heavy silver flash drive—the real one, containing the master backup keys to every offshore asset Senator Vance had tried to hide.
"Marcus?" Chloe whispered, stepping out from the shadow of the pillar, her hand tightening around the stun device in her coat. "You helped us lock down the network. You gave us the evidence..."
"I gave you the evidence you wanted, Chloe," Marcus interrupted, his voice smooth and devoid of any warmth. "Do you really think a mid-level compliance officer has the resources to orchestrate a multinational corporate takeover all by himself? Julian and Clara were useful idiots. Senator Vance was a convenient shield. But I built the infrastructure of this company from the ground up, long before your father ever handed you the keys."
Chloe kept her eyes locked on his, her breathing slow and controlled. "You were the mastermind behind the entire embezzlement scheme."
"I was the architect," Marcus corrected, taking a slow step forward, the leather whip dragging beside him. "And you and your father simply made the mistake of thinking you could demolish my foundation without paying the toll."
Before Marcus could raise the whip, the heavy oak doors at the end of the grand hallway blew inward with explosive force.
"Federal agents! Drop the weapon!" roared Director Hayes, flanked by a dozen tactical officers rushing up the stairs with weapons drawn and searchlights blindingly bright.
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Marcus didn't flinch. He didn't run. He simply looked at Chloe, raised the silver flash drive, and dropped it onto the floor. I
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