Chapter 21 - Ambush at Pier 4
A vicious storm battered the city. Rain poured down relentlessly on the rusted shipping containers at Pier 4.
Inside a sprawling, abandoned warehouse, Camille stood holding a remote control, her eyes burning with manic obsession. Suspended high above an industrial chemical waste vat was a baby crib held by a thick metal cable. Inside, ten-month-old Maisie was screaming in terror.
The howl of the wind echoed through the metal rafters as Grant’s wheelchair broke through the warehouse doors, with Ruth charging in right beside him.
"Camille! Take all the assets! Take everything!" Grant shouted over the thunder, his face deathly pale with fear for his daughter. "Just let my child go!"
Camille cackled hysterically, her voice echoing off the corrugated walls. "Take it? Grant, do you have any idea what I suffered? I gave you three years of my life! But your eyes only ever saw that dead woman! Even from the grave, she left everything to this pathetic brat!"
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"You're out of your mind, Camille!" Ruth stepped forward, placing herself between Camille and Grant. "You already have Olivia's blood on your hands! Are you really going to murder an innocent infant?"
"Shut up!" Camille aimed a handgun directly at Ruth’s chest. "You... your sudden appearance ruined everything! Tonight, all of you die here!"
