Chapter 8 - THE CAVALRY ARRIVESBefore Ethan’s finger could squeeze the trigger, a deep, mechanical roar echoed from outside the mansion.
BOOM.
The massive front double doors didn't just open—they were blown inward off their reinforced hinges by a synchronized tactical charge, splintering into a million pieces of wood and brass.
Through the smoke strode a squad of heavily armed Tennessee State Troopers and federal agents, their rifle lasers painting a grid of deadly red dots directly across Ethan Caldwell’s chest.
"DROP THE WEAPON! FEDERAL AGENTS! DROP IT NOW!"
Ethan spun around in sheer panic, staring at the wall of tactical armor flooding his pristine foyer. He tried to raise the pistol toward the officers, but Richard moved with blinding, veteran speed. In a split second, Richard lunged forward, grabbed Ethan’s wrist, twisted it sharply upward, and slammed the tech mogul's arm against the marble pillar.
The Sig Sauer clattered loudly against the floor.
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Within a heartbeat, three state troopers swarmed Ethan, forcing him face-down onto the expensive imported rug and slapping heavy steel handcuffs onto his wrists.
"Ethan Caldwell, you are under arrest for corporate espionage, kidnapping, extortion, and interstate financial fraud," an FBI special agent declared loudly, reading him his rights as they hauled him to his feet.
