Chapter 8 - The Breach at the Firm

The phone pressed against my ear was still transmitting Robert’s heavy, frantic breathing from downtown.
"Julian?" Robert’s voice hissed through the speaker, distorted by panic. "Is that Julian Vance? What is he doing there?! Security! Call building security—"
"Security isn't answering your calls, Robert," Julian said loudly enough for the phone to pick up every single syllable across the line. "Because my team locked down the master servers at Pierce & Associates twenty minutes ago. Your corporate bank accounts are frozen pending a federal audit for fraudulent lease declarations and asset concealment."
A loud crash echoed through the phone speaker—the sound of a ceramic coffee mug shattering against an office wall, followed by a muffled oath from Robert.
"You can't do this!" Robert roared, his voice bordering on hysteria. "I have fifty corporate clients arriving for an IPO dinner tonight! We represent half the developers in this state!"
"And you did it all from a building you haven't legally owned a single square inch of since the day you married my sister and lied on your pre-nuptial disclosures," Julian replied coldly. He snapped his leather briefcase open, revealing stacks of original, gold-sealed parchment deeds stamped by the state supreme court back in 1994. "You thought you could bury our family name, Robert? You just built your house on top of an active fault line."
Around us in the auditorium, the whispers exploded into a full-scale uproar. Parents were out of their seats now, leaning over the railings, recording the scene with their smartphones. The principal on stage had stopped the ceremony entirely, staring down at the aisle in utter bewilderment.
Ethan looked down at his phone, which buzzed with an incoming text message. He glanced at the screen, then looked up at me with a sharp, knowing grin.
"Mom," Ethan said clearly. "Dad's senior partners just walked out of the downtown office. They're heading this way."
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Before Julian could answer, the heavy double doors at the front of the gymnasium burst open again.
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