Chapter 8 - The Interrogation Room
The cold metal handcuffs dug painfully into my wrists as I sat in the local police precinct.
The sterile grey walls felt like a concrete cage slowly closing in on me.
I had been sitting in the windowless room for over three hours without a single update.
The heavy door finally opened, but it was not my attorney who walked inside.
Julian entered the room, looking incredibly triumphant and wearing a fresh suit.
He sat across from me, folding his hands casually on the metal table.
He explained that he had anticipated my defensive moves weeks in advance.
He had paid a digital hacker to plant the fabricated financial evidence entirely on my personal server.
The flash drive Camila used was actually a trojan horse designed to trigger the police warrant.
He offered to drop all the charges against me if I completely surrendered the company.
He also demanded I grant him a quiet, uncontested divorce where he kept all the remaining assets.
I looked down at the concrete floor, pretending to be completely defeated by his brilliant trap.
Just as Julian smiled, the precinct door swung open with extreme force.
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The lead detective walked back in, holding a digital tablet and looking directly at my husband.
"Mr. Sterling, we just received security footage showing you tampering with the company servers," the detective announced.
