Chapter 4 - THE ARREST OF THE PATRIARCHS"Celeste Devereaux. Julian Devereaux," Marcus announced loudly, his voice echoing across the concrete. "You are under arrest for federal bank fraud, money laundering, and conspiracy with a designated international criminal syndicate."
Julian’s face drained of all color. He spun around, staring at me with wide, panicked eyes. "Evelyn! Tell them! Tell them this is a mistake!"
Celeste recovered her composure faster, her eyes narrowing into cold slits of pure venom as she looked at me. She didn't scream or cry; she understood the geometry of betrayal instantly.
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"You..." Celeste hissed, her voice trembling with rage. "You little parasite. You used our name to get close, and all along you were a viper."
"I used your name?" I stepped forward, pulling my identification badge and federal consultant credentials from my pocket, snapping them open so she could read the gold seal. "Celeste, I spent five years investigating white-collar cartels before you ever laid eyes on me. You didn't buy a Cinderella. You invited an auditor into your vault."
