Chapter 18 - THE FALL OF ENZO
The next morning at 10:00 AM, the emergency board meeting of Fierro Enterprise Holdings convened at the top floor of the Fierro Tower.
Enzo Fierro sat at the head of the mahogany conference table, smiling casually as he reviewed his notes. With news of the midnight ambush circulating through the private wire, he believed Giovanni was either dead or hiding in a safehouse.
"Members of the board," Enzo announced, standing up and buttoning his jacket. "Due to the tragic, violent events of last night, my nephew is clearly unable to maintain security or leadership over this enterprise. As senior partner, I motion to execute Clause 9 and assume executive control effective immediately—"
The heavy double doors swept open.
Giovanni walked into the boardroom, completely uninjured, flanked by two federal prosecutors and six armed federal agents.
Right beside him, wearing a tailored cream suit and walking with calm, unshakeable confidence, was Jessica.
The board members gasped, several standing up instantly. Enzo’s face drained of every ounce of color.
"Looking for me, Uncle?" Giovanni asked smoothly, his voice cutting through the room.
"Giovanni... you're alive," Enzo stammered, stepping back against his chair. "This... this is an internal matter! What are federal agents doing here?!"
"They aren't here for the firm, Enzo," Jessica spoke up, her clear voice echoing across the silent room. "They are here for you."
The lead federal prosecutor stepped forward, opening a leather folder. "Enzo Fierro, you are under arrest for attempted murder, conspiracy to commit grand larceny, and illegal wire transfers linking your accounts to the ambush on Michigan Avenue. We have sworn testimony from Tyler Vance and your fixer, Russo."
Enzo looked from the prosecutor to Giovanni, then finally to Jessica. He realized in an instant that the nurse he had mocked at dinner had helped orchestrate his downfall.
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As the agents stepped forward and slapped steel handcuffs around Enzo’s wrists, he glared at Jessica with pure venom. "You ruined everything, you little bitch!"
Jessica didn't flinch. She looked Enzo dead in the eye. "No, Mr. Fierro. You ruined yourself when you mistook kindness for weakness."
