Chapter 4 - THE CORPORATE RETRIBUTION
The early morning sun of a chilly Monday did nothing to warm the frosted glass windows of the Westbridge Municipal Command Group’s headquarters.
At exactly 9:00 AM, the financial sectors opened, and within forty-two seconds, the administrative floor dissolved into a state of absolute, unadulterated panic.
Arturo’s corporate litigation firm had filed thirty-two simultaneous injunctions, freezing every domestic line of credit, every commercial shipping license, and every maritime patent owned by the Ross-Calloway network.
The media syndicates, which had received the leaked copies of the forensic banking fraud files, ran the story as their primary regional headline.
Inside her luxury villa in the hills, Dana sat at her dressing table, her face turning an instant, pasty shade of wet ash as her premium corporate credit cards were systematically declined by the registry terminal.
She dialed her husband Michael’s number, her voice rising in a sharp, desperate register of raw, primitive panic.
"Michael! What is happening to the accounts?" she shrieked, her fingers clenching the edge of her diamond-encrusted vanity mirror.
"The bank just notified me that the primary asset vault has been placed under an emergency treasury block!"
"They are saying we are under investigation for international money laundering and wire fraud!"
"It’s Evelyn," Michael whispered, his voice shaking violently as he stood inside the empty lobby of his family's office.
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"She didn't file a standard complaint, Dana, she went straight to the federal judiciary."
"The marshals are already at the precinct gates, and they are executing a total seizure of our inventory."
