Chapter 7 - The Reckoning
The next morning, the rain poured over the glass skyscrapers of downtown Chicago. Inside the grand boardroom of Whitmore Corporate Holdings, Julian Whitmore was sitting at the head of the table, surrounded by the board of directors.
"Given my nephew’s tragic, impending passing," Julian said, his voice dripping with faux sorrow as he adjusted his papers, "and my brother's current emotional instability, I am calling for an immediate vote to transfer executive authority of the family trust to my office—"
The double doors of the boardroom were suddenly thrown open so violently they dented the drywall.
Nathan Whitmore strode into the room, flanked by four federal agents and two officers from the Chicago Police Department. He looked immaculate in his tailored navy suit, his presence radiating a lethal, absolute authority that made every board member instantly stand up.
"The meeting is adjourned," Nathan said, his voice echoing like thunder through the glass room.
Julian scrambled backward in his chair, his eyes wide with terror. "Nathan! What is the meaning of this? You can't just disrupt a board meeting—"
"Julian Whitmore, you are under arrest for conspiracy to commit first-degree murder, corporate embezzlement, and wire fraud," the leading federal agent announced, stepping forward and slamming Julian onto the polished mahogany table, clicking the heavy steel handcuffs over his wrists.
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"Nathan, please! It was Pierce! It was all Pierce's idea!" Julian screamed as he was dragged out of the room, his face red and desperate.
Nathan didn't look at his brother as he was led away. He turned to the stunned board of directors. "Dr. Pierce was arrested at his clinic an hour ago. He has already signed a full confession. If anyone else in this room has had any financial dealings with my brother over the past year, my legal team will be seeing you by noon."
