Chapter 9 - The FBI Raid
The FBI director immediately barked urgent orders into his radio, launching a massive tactical operation.
I rode in the back of the armored command vehicle, watching the live satellite feed of the airport.
Dozens of black federal SUVs swarmed the private runway, completely cutting off Robert’s sleek jet.
Heavily armed agents breached the aircraft stairs, dragging a furious Robert out onto the cold tarmac.
Robert was screaming about his corporate lawyers and his rights as the agents slammed him onto the hood of a car.
I stepped out of the command vehicle and walked slowly toward the man who had destroyed our family.
When Robert saw me, his arrogant, furious expression completely evaporated into pure, unadulterated shock.
"How are you still alive, I watched the building burn to the ground!" Robert screamed like a madman.
I walked right up to him and slapped him across the face with every ounce of rage I possessed.
"You gave a cartel a fake battery, Robert, and the FBI has the real data capsule," I told him coldly.
The lead agent held up the plastic bag containing the fake pacemaker battery they had found in his pocket.
Robert stared at the useless piece of metal, his face draining of all living color as the truth crashed down on him.
"You ruined everything, they are going to kill me for this!" Robert sobbed, his cowardly nature finally exposed.
The FBI agents dragged him away in heavy steel handcuffs, reading him a long list of federal treason charges.
We immediately dispatched a rescue team to my sister's house, finding her completely unharmed and safely guarded.
The nightmare was officially over, and the monster who had tormented my daughter was finally locked away.
I rushed back to the secure federal hospital to sit peacefully by Maya’s bedside.
She was awake, her color returning, and she managed a weak, beautiful smile when I held her hand.
"We did it, Mom, we actually beat him," Maya whispered, tears of profound joy falling onto her pillow.
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I kissed her forehead, promising her that nobody would ever hurt her again as long as I lived.
But as I looked out the hospital window, I noticed a strange, unmarked black van idling aggressively in the parking lot.
