Chapter 11 - The False Arrest
Heavy rain poured over the abandoned docks at the edge of the industrial port.
Ethan parked the black Porsche near the shadow of a decaying warehouse.
He pulled his phone from his coat pocket and checked the encrypted location signal.
The signal led directly into the heart of Warehouse 47.
He pushed the rusted side door open, stepping silently into the damp darkness.
High above on a metal catwalk, heavy floodlights suddenly flashed on, blinding him.
Loud police sirens blared from every direction surrounding the building.
Dozens of armed tactical officers poured into the space, weapons raised.
"Freeze! Put your hands in the air where we can see them!" a bullhorn echoed.
Standing behind a line of armed guards was Victoria’s father, Richard.
Richard smiled wickedly, holding a stack of legal documents.
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"Director Ethan, you are under arrest for grand treason and corporate fraud," Richard sneered.
"Did you really think my daughter's call was real?" Richard added with a mocking laugh.
