Chapter 9 - The Warrants
Sarah stood up, her face flushing red with sudden, defensive anger. "Mom, what is wrong with you?! Have you lost your mind? You can't talk to Greg like that!"
"I can talk to a convicted felon however I please," Carolyn replied smoothly.
Greg’s face violently drained of all color. The arrogant sneer vanished entirely, replaced by sheer, unadulterated terror. He dropped his fork onto his china plate with a loud clatter.
"What... what did you just call me?" Greg stammered, his eyes darting frantically toward the front hallway.
Before Sarah could even demand an explanation, the heavy front door burst open.
Four federal agents wearing dark windbreakers and tactical gear flooded into the hallway. They didn't knock. They didn't ask for permission. They marched straight into the dining room, their hands resting on their duty belts.
"Gregory Vance and Sarah Vance," the lead agent announced, pulling two pieces of paper from his jacket. "We have federal warrants for your arrest on charges of grand theft, elder financial abuse, and wire fraud."
Sarah screamed, stumbling backward into the wooden table. "No! Mom, what did you do?! Tell them it’s a mistake!"
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"The only mistake I made was letting you treat me like garbage while you robbed my husband's grave," Carolyn said coldly.
👉 What will happen to the arrogant daughter and son-in-law now that the trap has fully sprung?
