Chapter 4 - The Sound of Iron
In the penthouse, Kyle dropped the phone as a loud, deafening crash echoed from the hallway.
The heavy mahogany door of their luxury suite shattered inward, splintering into pieces. A team of uniform police officers, flanked by two federal marshals in tactical vests, flooded into the room with weapons drawn.
"Federal agents! Nobody move! Get on the ground now!" a booming voice commanded.
Vanessa screamed, dropping her champagne glass as it shattered on the marble floor. She tried to run toward the bedroom to hide her designer bags, but a female marshal grabbed her arm, forcing her down onto her knees.
"Hands behind your back! Now!"
"Get your hands off me!" Vanessa shrieked, her expensive makeup smearing with sudden tears of terror. "Do you know who we are? My husband is a prominent businessman! This is a mistake!"
Kyle offered no resistance. He was pushed flat against the rug, his cheek pressed into the expensive fibers, his hands cuffed behind his back with heavy, cold steel.
"Kyle Cole and Vanessa Cole," a federal agent recited, pulling a warrant from his jacket. "You are under arrest for grand larceny, interstate wire fraud, conspiracy to commit deed forgery, and criminal financial exploitation of a vulnerable adult."
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As they were dragged out of the luxury building in front of horrified hotel guests and staff, Vanessa looked at Kyle, her eyes wide with fury. "You said your sister was stupid! You said her husband was a nobody! You ruined my life!"
Kyle couldn't even look at her. The golden watch on his wrist felt like an anchor dragging him down into the darkest abyss of his life.
