“That means they already cut the power to the local cameras, or they’ve taken them out of the room.”

On the stage, the female officer clicked the handcuffs around Eleanor’s thin wrists.

Eleanor looked down at her wrists in disbelief, then looked up at Ethan, her eyes narrowing.

“You did this,” Eleanor said, her voice shaking with venom.

“You ruined this family for a warehouse worker and two dying bastards.”

Ethan finally looked at his mother, his expression completely devoid of warmth.

“They are my children, mother,” Ethan said, his voice steady but freezing.

“And if anything happens to them, I will make sure you spend the rest of your life in a state penitentiary.”

Richard struggled against the detective’s grip as he was led down the steps of the stage.

“This won’t stick, Ethan,” Richard shouted over his shoulder.

“The Harrison estate has resources you can’t even begin to comprehend.”

“Not anymore, Richard,” the federal investigator said, guiding him toward the heavy glass doors.

“The asset freeze took effect twenty minutes ago.”

The crowd parted as the officers led Richard and Eleanor through the atrium.