Chapter 5 - The Raid
At exactly 6:00 AM on Wednesday, the FBI descended on my father’s corporate headquarters.
Dozens of agents in tactical gear swarmed the lobby.
They carried out boxes of hard drives, shredded documents, and physical ledgers.
My father was dragged out in handcuffs right in front of his remaining employees.
News helicopters hovered above the building, broadcasting the entire raid on live television.
I watched the broadcast from the hospital cafeteria, sipping a cup of hot tea.
The news anchor looked bewildered as she reported the breaking story.
"A prominent local businessman has been detained under allegations of massive pension fraud and embezzlement."
The camera zoomed in on my father’s face as he was shoved into the back of a federal vehicle.
He looked terrified, small, and utterly pathetic.
This was the man who had told a crowd to let me drown.
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Now, he was the one drowning, and there was no one coming to save him.
I took a slow, satisfying sip of my tea.
