“The party is over.”

An FBI agent stepped forward.

“Braden Prescott.”

“You are under arrest.”

The champagne glass slipped from Braden’s hand.

And shattered at his feet.

Just like his future.

PART 6

The entire ballroom froze.

No one moved.

No one spoke.

The only sound was the soft crackling of the fireplace…

and Braden’s ragged breathing.

He stared at the FBI agents continue reading …