Chapter 8 - The Federal Raid
A deafening explosion of breaking glass completely shattered the quiet elegance of the mansion.
Three heavily armed tactical officers swung through the broken windows on rappelling ropes.
Red laser sights instantly painted Liam's chest, illuminating his expensive shirt with deadly precision.
A booming voice through a megaphone ordered everyone in the room to drop their weapons and surrender immediately.
Liam panicked, his arrogant facade crumbling as he desperately raised his handgun toward the officers.
The lead tactical officer did not hesitate for a single second.
He fired two suppressed rounds that struck Liam directly in the shoulder and knee, dropping him instantly to the floor.
Mr. Vance threw his hands into the air and collapsed onto his knees, whimpering like a complete coward.
I stood frozen against the wall, staring in absolute shock as the room filled with federal agents wearing FBI windbreakers.
A woman in a sharp business suit walked through the shattered patio doors and holstered her weapon.
It was Dr. Conner, the physician who had tried to protect me at the hospital just hours ago.
She pulled an FBI badge from her pocket and offered me a warm, reassuring smile.
Dr. Conner explained that she was actually an undercover federal agent investigating massive medical fraud and conservatorship abuse.
She had secretly cloned my cell phone when she checked my vitals in the hospital room.
The FBI had listened to the audio recording of my mother and Liam plotting my murder the moment my phone connected to the cloud.
The agents quickly handcuffed Liam and Mr. Vance, dragging them out of the house toward the waiting armored vehicles.
Dr. Conner wrapped a warm blanket around my shivering shoulders and guided me out the front door.
I asked her where my mother and sister were hiding.
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Dr. Conner looked at her glowing smartwatch and smiled grimly.
She told me that a second tactical team was currently boarding a private jet on the other side of the city.
