Chapter 25
Elias Vance stared at the small device, his breath hitching in his throat. He pulled a laptop from his briefcase and inserted the drive. The screen illuminated his terrified, sweating face. Inside the drive were hundreds of highly classified offshore bank ledgers, proving the prosecutor had knowingly accepted campaign contributions from international human trafficking cartels early in his career. "My cyber division... is incredibly thorough," Dorian murmured, his voice a freezing void. "You built a career prosecuting men like me, while being funded by men far worse." Vance collapsed backward onto the leather sofa, entirely broken. The legal shield he had hidden behind was utterly destroyed. "If you leak this to the press, my career is over. I will go to prison," Vance wept, his arrogant facade completely shattered. "You will go to prison," Dorian agreed smoothly, pacing slowly with his hands clasped behind his back. "Unless you drop the RICO case by midnight. You will resign from your office tomorrow morning, citing a desire to spend more time with your family. Do we have an understanding, Mr. Vance?"
