Chapter 3 - THE FEDERAL INTERVENTION"FBI! Federal Law Enforcement! Nobody move!"
The sharp, authoritative command echoed off the marble pillars. Half a dozen federal agents in tactical gear swarmed out of the hotel lobby, their weapons raised and trained directly on former detective Rafael Cruz and Doña Victoria Alarcón.
Lead Special Agent Sarah Jenkins stepped forward, her gold badge flashing under the grand chandelier.
"Rafael Cruz, you are under arrest for federal corruption, obstruction of justice, and human trafficking conspiracy," Agent Jenkins announced, snapping heavy steel cuffs onto Cruz’s wrists before the disgraced cop could even draw his weapon.
Cruz thrashed wildly, his face turning purple with rage. "You can't do this! Do you know who I am?! I worked internal affairs!"
"And now you're going to federal prison for the rest of your natural life," Jenkins replied coldly, pushing him down against the hood of the black sedan.
Victoria watched in absolute horror as her shield of immunity vanished in a matter of seconds. She backed away, her hands shaking uncontrollably.
"No... no, this is a mistake! I am Doña Victoria Alarcón!" she screamed, looking around wildly for any of the wealthy hotel guests to help her. But the crowd had already retreated into the lobby, whispering and recording the scene on their phones.
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Agent Jenkins walked up to Victoria, pulling out a second pair of cuffs.
"Victoria Alarcón, you are under arrest for kidnapping, wire fraud, and falsification of vital records," Jenkins stated, locking the steel bracelets around the elderly woman's wrists.
