Chapter 9 - The Final Bluff
I stared at Agent Carter in absolute horror as the weight of my parents' ultimate betrayal crushed me.
They were not just escaping with the stolen fortune; they were actively leaving me to rot in federal prison for their crimes.
I refused to let them destroy my life and get away with ruining thousands of innocent people.
I grabbed Liam’s arm and told Agent Carter that I knew exactly where my parents were going.
My father only trusted one specific private pilot who operated out of a tiny, undocumented airstrip in the northern woods.
Agent Carter immediately ordered his men into the vehicles, and we raced north with our sirens blaring through the night.
We arrived at the hidden airstrip just as the sleek engines of a Gulfstream jet began to whine loudly for takeoff.
The jet was already taxiing slowly down the dark runway, preparing to disappear into international airspace forever.
Liam took the wheel of the armored FBI SUV and slammed his foot down aggressively on the gas pedal.
We crashed through the chain-link perimeter fence and sped directly onto the active tarmac.
Liam positioned our massive vehicle sideways, completely blocking the private jet’s only path to the runway.
The pilot slammed on the brakes, causing the expensive aircraft to screech to a violent, shuddering halt.
The cabin door hissed open, and my father stepped out onto the boarding stairs with a look of pure, unadulterated fury.
He was holding a heavy silver briefcase containing the five hundred million dollars in bearer bonds.
My mother stood right behind him, glaring at me with eyes full of venom and absolute hatred.
My father proudly told me that I was far too late and that he had already won the game.
To prove his complete lack of humanity, he pulled a gun and pointed it directly at my mother’s head, using her as a hostage to ensure his own escape.
I slowly stepped out of the SUV, holding my phone high in the air for him to clearly see.
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I casually informed him that I didn't just freeze the digital accounts tonight.
I revealed that three years ago, I had secretly rerouted the shell company ownership directly into my own name, meaning the physical bearer bonds in his hand were completely void and worthless.
