Madison P.O.V
"What should we do? Sell the company, we have no other choice." Father says sadly, over the chaos. Employees rush by, trying their hardest to control the mess which happened in the past 24 hours.
A tall stout police man walks over, hand cuffs in hand and looks directly at Father. He stands up from his chair, and splutters for words.
"You're under arrest for embezzlement and slush funds." He says gravely, before walking over and attaching the hand cuffs on Father's hands. His face flushed, he looks at me helplessly but my face remains impassive. The officer tugs on his wrist, leading away Father and leaving behind me in his office.
I follow them out, to see the current state of the building and see officers storming offices, ruthlessly pulling open drawers and checking pa
