Chapter 9 - The High Society Takedown
The lead FBI agent helped me out of the car and gave me a respectful nod.
"We have everything we need to arrest Evelyn Whitaker on federal racketeering charges," the agent confirmed.
I told the agent that Evelyn was hosting her massive annual charity gala at her estate this very evening.
I wanted to be there to watch her empire crumble in front of high society.
The FBI agreed to let me accompany the raid team under heavy tactical protection.
We drove to the Whitaker estate, where hundreds of wealthy guests were sipping champagne in the grand ballroom.
I walked right through the ornate front doors, completely ignoring the shocked gasps of the elite attendees.
Evelyn was standing on the main stage, preparing to announce her fraudulent new business merger.
She stopped speaking mid-sentence when she saw me walking down the center aisle.
"Security, remove this insane woman immediately!" Evelyn shrieked into the microphone.
The federal agents flooded into the room, their badges shining under the crystal chandeliers.
"Evelyn Whitaker, you are under arrest for conspiracy, wire fraud, and attempted murder," the lead agent declared loudly.
Evelyn's arrogant face twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated madness.
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She smiled a wicked smile and pulled a small black remote control from the pocket of her designer gown.
"Nobody is leaving this room alive, because the entire foundation is rigged with explosive charges," Evelyn announced.
