Chapter 20 - The True Inheritance
Six months later, the political landscape of Washington completely shattered.
The Erebus ledger triggered the largest congressional corruption purge in American history.
Dozens of high-ranking officials were arrested in simultaneous dawn raids, completely ripping the syndicate out by its toxic roots.
Arthur Vance was convicted of treason, murder, and racketeering, sentenced to spend the rest of his miserable life in a subterranean supermax cell.
My mother and I finally moved back to our quiet, beautiful suburban home, no longer looking over our shoulders.
I was offered my old badge back and a promotion to the senior directorate of the FBI, but I politely declined.
I had learned that true justice rarely operates effectively inside the slow, bureaucratic red tape of federal agencies.
Instead, I sat in the dark of my home office, watching the blinking cursor on my brand-new, highly encrypted laptop.
I had kept digital copies of the lower-level syndicate files, the names of the violent men who slipped through the federal cracks.
I was not retired anymore, but I was not a federal agent either.
I had finally accepted my father’s true inheritance.
I was the new ghost in the machine, operating completely outside the law to hunt the monsters who thought they were untouchable.
I pulled up the profile of a corrupt human trafficking kingpin operating untouched in Miami.
I bypassed his local network firewall in under thirty seconds, my fingers flying across the keyboard with lethal precision.
I looked at the photograph of my father resting on my mahogany desk and offered it a quiet, dangerous smile.
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The Erebus network was entirely dead and buried.
But my war had only just begun.
