CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SIX – JAIL TIME

Kayla sat ramrod straight across the impassive legal counselors, scarcely comprehending the words reverberating like a dull roar in her ears. "...conclusive forensic audit trails implicate you directly in this embezzlement scheme, Mrs. Storm. The evidence leaves no doubt – you systematically and methodically pilfered company assets over an extended period. We have no choice but to press formal charges." Finally the full gravity slammed home, forcing a ragged inhalation past her constricted airways. "No...no, that's impossible!" she burst out, palms slicking with a cold sweat. "Those funds were hijacked from my accounts, I was the victim here! Please, you have to understand–" "Save it for your legal team, Mrs. Storm," one of the counselors cut her off in a steely tone. "Arguing hypotheticals or professing innocence won't make a dent. Not when we have ironclad proof of your involvement in draining both personal holdings and Storm Enterprises capital reserves over a period of months."