Chapter 5 - The Matriarch
The entire room watched in absolute horror as my grandmother held the gun.
Beatrice did not look like a frail seventy-five-year-old woman anymore.
She commanded the federal agents to step back into the hallway.
The agents slowly retreated to the perimeter of the ballroom.
I stared at the woman who had baked me cookies and knit me sweaters my entire life.
I asked her what was going on.
Beatrice smiled warmly and told me I had always been her smartest granddaughter.
She admitted that she was the true head of the criminal syndicate.
She had used her late husband and his legitimate trust fund to build a massive illegal empire.
Marcus was heavily in debt to her, and she forced him to manage the dirty money.
Derek was just a low-level enforcer she had hired to marry Briana and keep the family in line.
Beatrice explained that my forensic accounting skills had become a massive threat to her operations.
She had orchestrated the entire plan to force Derek into my new house.
She wanted Derek living with me so he could plant illegal evidence in my home.
Her ultimate goal was to frame me for the money laundering and have me sent to federal prison.
She knew I would never stop digging into the family finances if I remained free.
Briana looked at our grandmother with pure disgust and hatred.
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Briana reached into her own purse and pulled out a digital recording device.
She pressed a button and broadcasted a terrifying secret over the ballroom speakers.
