Chapter 17 - Shadows in the Rearview
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Five years after the assault, I received a final administrative notification from the Department of Justice regarding the Vance family cases.
Ethan Vance had completed his mandatory minimum sentence at the maximum-security facility in Kentucky, but due to his prior threat violations and lack of remorse during parole hearings, he was being released under strict, permanent federal supervision.
He was stripped of his law license, banned from working for any government contractor, forced to wear an electronic ankle monitor, and placed under a permanent, non-expiring federal restraining order that barred him from entering the National Capital Region.
He was sent to live in a small, remote town in rural Ohio, working an entry-level warehouse job under the watchful eye of a federal probation officer.
His mother, Margaret, had passed away in prison two years prior. His brother, Jason, was serving out a probation sentence in Florida, completely broke and blacklisted from his corporate career.
The proud, arrogant Vance family that had once looked down on everyone from their Bethesda mansion had been utterly scattered into obscurity.
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I closed the digital file on my laptop and archived it into the master system.
It wasn't vengeance that filled my mind. It was simply justice—clean, absolute, and complete.
