Erased Signatures
Adrian yelled over both of them, calling them greedy, incompetent amateurs who had ruined his life.
Their defense attorneys tried to shout them down, pleading for silence, but the damage was irreversible.
What none of them noticed was the small blinking red light on the conference room’s recording system. Every accusation, every admission, captured in high-definition audio.
The glass door swung open.
Detective Ruiz, a seasoned investigator with the financial crimes unit, stepped in, followed by two uniformed officers.
“Adrian Vale,” Ruiz announced, cutting through the shouting like a foghorn. “You’re under arrest for aggravated assault, witness intimidation, felony forgery, and federal wire fraud.”