Chapter 6 - THE POINT OF NO RETURNSuddenly, the classical music playing over the gallery loudspeakers cut out. The massive digital screens surrounding the ballroom flickered from charity advertisements to live financial data feeds.
PING.
Every investor, politician, and reporter in the room received a simultaneous broadcast alert on their phones.
On the big screens, the encrypted files from PROJECT ASCLEPIUS began streaming in real-time. Offshore account numbers, forged patient consent forms, and high-definition video logs of Arthur’s illicit clinical procedures played for the entire room to see.
Gasps filled the hall. Photographers began flashing cameras furiously.
"Turn it off! TURN IT OFF!" Judge Vance screamed at the technicians, but my team had taken complete control of the venue's network infrastructure.
Arthur’s face drained of all color. The untouchable golden boy was staring at his own execution sentence.
"You ruined us!" Eleanor shrieked, lunging toward Elara. "You ungrateful brat! We gave you everything! We kept you fed! We gave you a name!"
Elara didn't flinch. She looked her mother dead in the eye. "You gave me scars. I am giving you justice."
Federal agents from the Department of Justice, accompanied by NYPD officers, flooded into the ballroom through every exit.
"Richard Vance, Arthur Vance, Eleanor Vance," the leading chief agent announced over a megaphone. "You are under arrest for conspiracy, human trafficking, evidence tampering, and racketeering."
As the handcuffs clicked around Arthur’s wrists, he thrashing wildly, glaring at Elara with absolute hatred. "This isn't over! You hear me, Elara?! You're nothing without me! YOU ARE MY EXPERIMENT!"
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Elara watched him get dragged away, her face unreadable. But as the police led the family out, Devlin stepped up to my side and whispered in my ear.
"Marcus... we have a massive problem. Look at the server logs."
