Chapter 18 - The Fall of the VanguardThe arrests happened before sunrise.
Bankers.
Executives.
Fixers.
Politicians.
People who had believed themselves untouchable.
One by one, they were taken away.
Victor Hale was the last.
As federal agents escorted him toward the waiting vehicle, he stopped beside me.
"You could have ruled everything."
"I don't want everything."
He studied me.
"Then what do you want?"
I looked at the Solmere Hotel.
"Something my mother wanted."
"What?"
"A future."
He laughed softly.
"You sound exactly like her."
"Good."
The car door closed.
The convoy disappeared into the Manhattan morning.
For the first time in years, there was no one chasing me.
No hidden camera.
No forged medical file.
No threat.
No man waiting in the shadows.
May you like
Just sunlight.
And silence.
