Chapter 8 - The Desperate Confession
Mauricio stood in the dark, smoky alleyway, the billionaire's terrifying threat echoing endlessly in his mind.
He looked at Camila, whose beautiful face was covered in dark soot, and realized he had to fix this massive disaster himself.
He quietly told her to stay hidden with Diego, strictly promising that he would return with the absolute proof she desperately needed.
Mauricio sprinted away from the burning ruins, running entirely across town toward Arturo Vargas's massive private estate.
He knew that the ruthless billionaire kept all of his highly illegal, entirely off-the-books ledgers in a physical safe in his home office.
Mauricio used his high-level corporate employee keycard to bypass the main security gate of the sprawling, luxurious mansion.
He successfully slipped entirely undetected through the dark, manicured gardens and quietly broke through the rear patio door.
He crept silently into Arturo's lavish home office, his heart pounding violently against his ribs as he located the massive steel safe.
Mauricio desperately guessed the combination, frantically entering Arturo's birthdate, company anniversary, and even his license plate number.
Nothing worked, and the heavy digital keypad suddenly flashed a bright, blinding red warning that a silent alarm had been triggered.
Heavy footsteps aggressively thundered down the hallway, and the heavy oak door of the office violently burst open.
Arturo stood in the doorway, completely flanked by two massive, heavily armed security guards aiming their rifles directly at Mauricio.
The billionaire laughed cruelly, completely amused by Mauricio's incredibly pathetic, utterly foolish attempt at playing the hero.
Arturo confidently confessed to the arson right then and there, loudly bragging about how much he paid the professional bombers to destroy the restaurant.
He taunted Mauricio, proudly stating that the local police force was completely on his vast payroll and absolutely no one would ever believe a broken husband.
Mauricio slowly raised his hands in absolute surrender, a very strange, entirely uncharacteristic smile slowly spreading across his face.
He calmly reached into his front shirt pocket and pulled out his cell phone, which was currently on an active, highly secure phone call.
The call was deeply connected to a live, massive public radio broadcast hosted by the most popular investigative journalist in the entire state of Guanajuato.
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Arturo's entire, highly illegal confession had just been broadcast completely live to over two million horrified listeners.
The billionaire's face turned completely pale just as the deafening sound of multiple federal police sirens aggressively surrounded the massive estate.
