CHAPTER 7: THE TRIBUNAL OF WEALTH
The second week of the investigation saw the arrival of a new, unexpected player: the international regulatory oversight commission. Harrington’s greed had not stopped at the border; it had permeated into developing nations, where his company had been strip-mining natural resources with zero regard for human life or environmental stability.
Eleanor was now operating as the primary liaison. She was no longer just an investigator; she was a bridge between the victims and the institutions that had finally agreed to act. The tribunal was held in a neutral, secure location—a stark room in Geneva that felt worlds away from the glitz of the Harrington estate.
She watched as the representatives from these nations presented evidence that Harrington had intentionally polluted water supplies, displaced entire communities, and bribed local officials to look the other way. Each testimony was a thread in the tapestry of his ruin. The tribunal was not a trial of law, but a tribunal of ethics—a reckoning that stripped away his ability to hide behind legal technicalities.
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"He treated our people like inventory," a spokesperson from one of the affected nations stated, her voice trembling with a righteous, controlled fury. "He calculated the cost of our lives and decided that it was cheaper to pay off our leaders than to ensure our safety."
Eleanor sat in the back of the room, taking notes, her focus absolute. She wasn't just building a case anymore; she was curating a history. She was ensuring that these testimonies were transcribed, digitized, and made public record. It was the final, devastating blow to Harrington’s reputation. Even if he survived the legal proceedings, he would never, ever be able to walk in the light again.
