Chapter 13 - THE HUNT FOR KANE
The boardroom fell into deafening silence as Vance stepped forward, laying a series of federal warrants directly in front of the board members.
"As of twenty minutes ago," Vance declared, "the District Attorney’s office has issued freezing orders on all assets associated with the Harrison Group. David Harrison is under active investigation for grand larceny, securities fraud, and conspiracy to commit murder."
David didn't panic. He slowly stood up, smoothing his tie. "Nonsense. Fabricated paper from a desperate man. You have no proof of any crime, Richard."
"We have Marcus Kane," Richard said.
For the first time, a flicker of genuine shock flashed across David’s face.
Two hours earlier, elite private tactical operators hired by Richard had raided Pier 42 in Red Hook. Marcus Kane had been trapped inside an encrypted communications trailer. Before Kane could destroy his primary server, Richard’s team secured the physical hardware—containing years of recorded phone calls between Kane and David Harrison detailing every illegal operation, every payout, and the precise acquisition of the neurotoxin used on Claire.
"Marcus Kane is currently in federal custody," Richard continued, walking up to the head of the table. "And he’s talking."
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David stared at Richard, his mask of aristocratic elegance slipping to reveal the cold, cornered predator underneath. "You think this changes anything? I built this city's financial infrastructure, Richard. Judges, senators, police chiefs—they all owe me."
"They owed you when you had money," Richard replied. "Now you’re just a toxic liability."
