Reporters swarmed.
Then came the final blow.
Two men entered through the ballroom doors.
Federal investigators.
Badges visible.
The room went dead silent.
One approached Ethan.
“Dr. Carter?”
Ethan didn’t respond.
“Sir, we’d like to speak with you.”
Sophia started crying.
The investigators turned toward her.
“And you as well, Ms. Bennett.”
For the first time all evening, Ethan looked frightened.
Real fear.
Not embarrassment.
