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Chapter 12 - The Snare ClosesI looked at her—really looked at her—and felt a profound sense of pity. She was standing in a public aquarium, threatening a senior compliance attorney with a physical notebook, completely unaware that she had just walked directly into a digital execution chamber.

"Five million dollars," I repeated slowly. "That's a very specific number, Chloe. Is that how much it costs to buy your ticket out of the country?"

"It's the price of your peace of mind," Chloe snapped, pulling out her phone. "Transfer the funds right now or—"

"Or what?" a deep, resonant voice interrupted from behind her.

Julian stepped out from the shadows, flanked by two federal law enforcement officers who moved with silent, practiced precision. Before Chloe could even process what was happening, one of the agents stepped forward, gently but firmly pinning her arms to her sides and relieving her handbag of its contents—including the physical ledger.

"Chloe Vance, you are under arrest for extortion, interstate stalking, and conspiracy to obstruct a federal investigation," the lead agent announced, snapping the cold steel handcuffs around her wrists with a sharp click.

Chloe let out a shriek of absolute fury, thrashing against the officers as they dragged her toward the exit. "You set me up! This is illegal! Evelyn, you bitch, you can't do this!"

"It's not personal, Chloe," I said smoothly, quoting the exact words Marcus had used five years ago when he locked me out of our house. "It's just good compliance."

As the doors closed behind the federal agents, the tension that had gripped my shoulders for days finally dissolved into the salty sea air. Julian stepped up beside me, slipping his arm around my waist and pulling me close against his chest.

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"Is it over?" he asked softly, kissing the top of my head.

"It's over," I whispered, watching the colorful fish swim lazily behind the thick glass wall. "The ledger is secured, the Swiss accounts are frozen, and there's nothing left of Marcus's empire to haunt us."

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