Chapter 5 - Reclaiming the ThroneThe sun rose over Lake Michigan the next morning in a blaze of brilliant gold and autumn amber, burning away the remnants of the storm and leaving the Chicago skyline looking scrubbed and pristine.
Down in the private underground garage, Dominic stood beside Vincent as two black armored SUVs idled with their engines humming.
"Voss hasn't cracked yet," Vincent reported, handing Dominic a encrypted tablet. "He’s demanding a lawyer, claiming diplomatic immunity through some offshore shell company he set up in the Caymans."
"Let him demand," Dominic said coldly, scrolling through the preliminary audit of Arthur’s corporate accounts. "Every single asset he owns is tied to Vale-affiliated holding companies. Freeze his personal bank accounts, revoke his passports, and inform his associates in the Asian markets that Arthur Voss has retired permanently due to sudden, unforeseen health issues."
"Done," Vincent nodded, a grim smile touching his lips. "And Angela?"
"Fire her, blacklist her from every medical facility in the Midwest, and then quietly clear her brother's medical debt as stipulated," Dominic instructed, handing the tablet back. "She made a mistake, and she was exploited by a predator. Let her live a quiet life far away from Chicago. But make sure she knows she's lucky she's breathing."
"Understood, Boss."
Dominic turned toward the elevator bank. "Call an emergency full session of the council for 10:00 AM. I want every regional director, shipping manager, and executive present in the main boardroom."
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"You want to address them directly?"
"I want to show them what happens when someone forgets who built this house," Dominic said.
