o men in identical black suits stepped out

happening, they grabbed her by the up

her legs dragging uselessl

er right said. His grip was like a steel vice, bru

ly into the backseat

st the leather seat, her teeth chattering uncontrollably. She wat

ow and let out a shaky breath. The towering glass fac

y had sent some

ched her through the private underground

d her down the quiet, carpeted hallway and pushed he

hogany table. Her mother, Anissa, and her older brother

reached out her shaking, mud-caked hands. "Some

, sharp step backward, avoiding Dorothea's touch entirely. "Look at you," Anissa gaspe

slipping between Dorothea's ribs. She f

nila folder onto the table. Th

. He wasn't angry at the injustice. He was terrif

stopped b

voice cracking with panic. "Choice one: We cut all tie

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up has on Wall Street will be shorted into ban

ather. Her brain struggl

forward. "Dad, Dott

ff roared, shooting h

Dorothea? The Fowler name is ruined! He will destroy everything our family has built

them. The realization crashed

fredo didn't even have to touch her. He just squeezed her fam

chest. She slowly stood up straight, ignoring the agonizing pain in her legs. Sh

her voice dead. "Yo

ad silent. No one lo

open. Two uniformed NYPD o

of paper. "I have a warrant for your arrest in connection to

away. Her mother

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