“Mr.
Vance,” Director Miller said respectfully.
“The warrants have been signed by the Special Intelligence Court.
Every property belonging to the Montgomery estate has been seized under national security civil forfeiture laws.
All asset transfers have been blocked permanently.
The grand jury indictments for attempted murder, conspiracy, human trafficking, and corporate treason are finalized.”
Arthur’s mouth fell open.
He looked from Director Miller to the Deputy Attorney General, then slowly back to me.
The realization hit him like a physical blow.
These men—the highest law enforcement authorities in the country—were not here to rescue him.
They were here to take orders from me.
“How…”
Arthur rasped, his voice breaking entirely.
“How do you have this power?
Who are you?!”
I pulled a steel chair from the corner, dragged it across the floor with a harsh screech, and sat down directly in front of Arthur.
“Six years ago, Arthur, your daughter walked into my life,” I said softly.
“She didn’t care about my money.
